My husband goes on a "retreat" & Karma

March 15th, 2011:

On Tuesday, my husband left for a 3 day, "Managers Retreat" in Michigan.

We both assumed it would be a 3 day conference in a conference room of a Marriott. I packed business casual for him, nice pants, shoes, button down shirts, etc. He was looking forward to 3 days sitting on his behind, with banquet hall meals, hot tub, golf, pay per view, not worrying about me, the kids, the dogs or his dad.

HOW UNFAIR!!! WHERE'S MY RESORT?

And, how am I going to sleep, alone, knowing he's being pampered, leaving me in charge of everything? Then Karma stepped in on my behalf.

Me to hubby last night, "Did you make it up there OK?" He said, "Yeah, we're all sitting around the campfire now, good thing you packed some sweaters, we're in the middle of nowhere, out in the woods, no stores nearby for things I might of forgotten."

Me..... "CAMPFIRE?" 

OK, well, call me when you're in your room for the night."

Later that night he calls and says, "Hi, I'm in my room now".
Me.... "Good honey, is it one bed or two?"
Him, "Actually its 2 sets of bunk beds."

Me.... "BUNK BEDS?"

Later on, when I was trying to fall asleep I started thinking about it.....

WOODS? CAMPFIRES? BUNK BEDS?

IT ALL STARTED MAKING SENSE AND I HAD TO SIT UP IN BED, I WAS LAUGHING SO HARD. This isn't a 3 day conference in a Marriott like I thought and he had hoped for. I realized this is probably one of those "OPRAH" type of Manager Retreats.

I PICTURED HIM, WAY UP HIGH IN A TREE, HOLDING ON FOR DEAR LIFE, WHILE ALL THE OTHER MANAGERS ARE BELOW HIM, HOLDING A BIG BLANKET, SHOUTING UP TO HIM, "JUMP, JUMP, JUMP, TRUST, TRUST, TRUST....."

OK, now I have tears rolling down my face because I'm laughing so hard and my father in law (assuming I'm a good daughter in law who's crying because I miss his son) says to me, "Bev, are you OK up there?" Me, "Yeah, Dad, I think I'll be OK now".

I gathered up all the pillows, and continued to laugh into them. He thought he was going to a resort for 3 days to relax, be pampered, play golf, etc. BUT HE'S IN THE WOODS, WITH BUGS & CAMPFIRES & BUNK BEDS, HA HA!!!

He called me again later and I said to him, "So now are you just gonna stay in your room and watch American Idol?"

He said, "No, there's no TV's or phones in our TRAIN CARS, I'll have to walk through the woods to the main cabin".

I said "TRAIN CARS?"

He said "Yeah, Our rooms are actually old train cars and there aren't any TV's or phones in them."

OK, NOW I CAN'T STOP LAUGHING AGAIN. 

No tree climbing, but hes in an old train car, in the woods, cold, sitting by a campfire, with bugs, sleeping in a bunk bed, IN A TRAIN CAR, NOT our king sized bed being pampered by me. Not even phones or T.V's. I think he's going to be very happy to get back home, just as I had hoped.  

And to think, earlier in the evening I didn't know how I'd be able to sleep alone tonight.  Ahhhh, sweet, sweet, revenge, I mean Karma, she's my girl!  I slept like a baby.


UPDATE: Well, my father in law is doing great and said he can move back into his own home after my husband gets back. Unfortunately (for me), my husband's retreat wasn't a tree climbing experience. It was those kind of silly team building exercises, but in the classroom. Oh well, my imagination kept me entertained.