Vacations are for Losers (and non-lawyers)

A shifting trial date at work has seemingly stopped shifting.  It landed on a day that essentially forces me to forfeit a deposit on a vacation home, and to increase the amount of time I have gone without a vacation from pretty much exactly-a-year to more-than-a-year.

I am the most unhappy person.

At the same time, the Ex is farting around about setting a date for the girls to head his way this summer, and has basically precluded Writer Dude and I from having a get-away earlier in the summer.

The final result of these two converging shitty situations may or may not be tears squirting from my eyes.