five hundred for what?
My mom’s going to be in Georgia to visit my grandmom the second to last weekend in June. At this point, I haven’t seen her in… three years? Had to have been late summer 2007, so pushing three years at this point. I know my baby brother was a few months old at that point, and that was also the first time I met Hassan, her husband.
Y’know, I hadn’t realized it’d been that long before I wrote it down just now.
Anyway, I’d like to go back and kill some vacation time back home, but I checked on flights and… five hundred bones, round trip, on Airtran. The only good part of that equation is “round trip,” the other two thirds of it suck. I could afford it, theoretically, but it would blow whatever plans I had for saving money this year pretty cleanly out of the water. But maybe I’ll do it anyway?
I dunno. I’d already planned to visit Mom & co. in August, and while it would be nice to see the whole family at the same time… money talks. C’est la guerre, I guess.
