The Goodwin's are jonesing for a vacation. I mean, we are hurting bad for the chance to get away somewhere warm, with no worries, no stress, lots of seafood and sun, and zero plans other than to relax once there.
Of course, those plans are somewhat hindered by the fact that we owe $3000 to the federal government this year.
And that we are in the process of putting on a $1100 laptop onto my credit card.
And my dentist is charging me an ungodly amount to fix the blinding pain in my mouth caused by chewing.
I wouldn't be surprised if Expedia or Groupon take a restraining order out on me soon, I check their sites so frequently for a deal we can't pass up (see: a 5 day tropical vacation including flights and food for less than $100 total. Keep dreaming, Goodwin.)
So while we may have never needed a vacation as badly as we do right now, we are instead paying off our sudden debt and fantasizing instead.
Fantasizing about sleeping in.
About warm weather.
Sand and surf.
Books on the beach.
Copious amounts of seafood.
Getting a tan.
Who wants to join us on Goodwin Fantasy Island?