Delia was looking at vacation destinations. She knew she wasn’t going anywhere fancy this year. Her husband was very careful with money and didn’t believe in spending it on unnecessary items. Making Delia happy didn’t seem to register as a good use of money. Oh they were comfortable and had money set aside. But a girl could dream so she was looking at the pictures of cruise ships and fancy resorts. There were even some local high end style resorts that held appeal. It would be nice to leave the cares of home care behind and sit by a pool with a good book and a cool drink. The idea of someone else doing the cooking and cleaning while she rested was by far her favorite fantasy. She wondered how many other’s women dreamed of a week that was truly work free. Not just away from the office but no laundry or cooking or dishes. And someone who asked what she needed and pampered her. Sometimes she wondered if a different man in her life would do those things but it seemed that in all of her friend’s marriages there was still a lot of work and not much pampering. Oh sometimes one of the husbands would make the romantic gesture but day in and day out it was Delia and her friends that kept the home fires burning. So Delia dreamed of beaches and fancy drinks and meals that other folks planned, shopped, cooked and cleaned up after.
The kitchen timer dinged bringing Delia back to the reality of baking 2 dozen cupcakes for a potluck at work. At least her co-workers always seemed pleased with her cooking when she brought in homemade items. She was pulling the last dozen out of the oven and was just thinking about her frosting plans when the doorbell rang. Probably another Amazon delivery of a camping toy that her husband had ordered but she decided to go check it out. To her surprise it was flower delivery for her! A big bouquet of daisies! She had carried daises on her wedding day. Roses were out of their modest wedding budget. The card attached said to pack a bag and be at the airport at 4:00 sharp. Delia gasped and called her friend Pat to finish up the cupcakes and deliver them tomorrow.
Delia had no idea what was up or how long she needed to pack for. So she guessed that 4 days would cover almost anything and put items in her suitcase quickly and just made it to the airport at 4:00 pm. There was her husband with another bunch of daisies and a smiling attendant who whisked away her bags, showed her to a luxurious first class seat and said she would be back after take-off to get them refreshments. Her husband leaned over and said after 25 years it was high time they took that trip she had always wanted. 7 nights in Barbados! And somehow Delia didn’t think that not having any more than 4 days of clothes with her was going to be a problem.