Holy sh--, my head is still spinning from that trip! Just when you thought everything was calm in Jersey, we cross a couple state borders and… BAM!
First of all, let me make it clear that my idea of a “vacation” doesn’t involve snow or even an ounce of drama, so aside from a few special moments in beautiful Vermont, this whole experience pretty much falls under the umbrella of “trip from HELL” for me.
I wasn’t initially keen on a getaway that didn’t involve sunshine, palm trees and cocktails on the beach, but after some convincing, I was actually looking forward to this getaway with my friends. Our trip to Crystal Springs (just the five of us) was so enjoyable, I really thought this would be a nice way for us all to bond some more and a great excuse for Teresa to get some quality friend/family time in before Joe leaves. What a shame that it had to go the way that it did.
I felt so uncomfortable on this trip, and I just wanted to protect my friends from getting hurt and/or into trouble…and then get the hell back to Jersey. For crying out loud, we are all adults; high school was over YEARS ago. I don’t want to partake in any gossip or B.S. –- I just want to have a good time with my friends. I work so hard every day to make sure my kids are respectful and behave. I really have no tolerance for adults who act this way. I was shocked.
At this point in my RHONJ journey, I’d like to remind everyone that I don’t have a magic wand. I can’t force people to behave the way I think they should behave. In all my years as a relationship expert, I’ve only been able to find success with parties who are willing and able to participate and really want to do everything they can in their power to make it work. I love providing people with the tips and tools to revive their relationships, but again, I am not a magician; it ALWAYS takes two to tango.
I’m starting to feel like I’m in the “swimming pool” waiting for people to join me. However, some want to stay where it’s shallow and others keep diving into the deep end. If they truly want to make it work, they’re going to have to swim the distance and meet in the middle. If not, they can keep treading water, but they’re going nowhere, and it's exhausting.
Speaking of swimming pools, time to book a vacation where there’s a nice quiet one with no chance of a category five hurricane ... and hand me a GIANT margarita!