Meta Graf/Reaction Graf on Cause Essay

  "Jesus Christ, this man wants me to write a detailed, five paragraph essay on why I do something!" Generally, I do something, or anything because I want to, (besides paying bills, that's because I have to.) I have absolutely zero time left, my plate is full with trying to organize two 17 year old girls and a husband to go on vacation. Gotta get the dogs to their destination, clean out the refrigerator, go to the dump, fill the truck with gas, tell the credit card companies we are leaving so they don't shut the cards off half way through, verify that people will feed our five cats, AND pack! "What the hell am I going to write about and when will I have time to do it?" I guess, my only option is to tote along this handy dandy laptop to Florida with me, and figure it out there!
  After finally arriving in Florida, dealing with the incredibly slow counter attendants, weighing our bags, making sure each person had their own tickets, and toting luggage for what seemed miles upon miles, we finally get our car. Me, driving in Portland Maine is a joke to say the least, the trip out of Orlando Florida  airport would have made a first rate reality TV show.  Luggage piled so high that I could not see out the rear view, the girls in the back giggling about the latest gossip on Facebook, and my husband spouting off about some jerk that was in line at the airport, while I am trying my damndest to listen to the foreign lady talking out of my GPS.
  We did, two hours later, make it to our destination. A very nice trailer that my mother has rented for her and my grandfather for the winter months. The familiar sound of her voice and the smile on her face made it all worth while. The kids went about claiming their space, my husband found a couch that I know he had been looking forward to for hours, and I went to our assigned bedroom and pulled out my handy dandy laptop to write about the only thing on my mind,,our family vacations.