Staycation? More Like Slaycation.

 I love vacations with my family. I had a student ask me what kind of car I was into, like my dream car, and I couldn't even name one. Then he asked what's my favorite anything, any kind of possession or object that I'm really into, and I couldn't name a thing. I like my video games, but I can go days without playing if I'm busy, and not miss a beat. I have gym and workout gear that I use a lot, but I got on fine without it. Couldn't name a single object that I get really excited about. Thinking about it now, I wish I had thought about family vacations, because if I had $10,000 dollars in the budget to spend on anything, that's what it would be.

So when we couldn't afford to go on vacation for spring break this year, I have to admit that I was a little down about it. It's been a tough year financially for a lot of us around the country, and even worse in the last week, but I've usually been able to work it out and pull off some magic. Not this year. This year, we were looking at Disney+ marathons and fast food for the week. Luckily, I got a last minute bonus that gave us a revised budget, but not enough to get out of town for even a couple of days - or at least, not in the style to which I've grown accustomed.

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But then wifey had the great idea to organize a staycation. Pretend we're out of town and spend the money on the places around our city that we never normally get to visit. Everybody gets to pick a place to go, and we all make the best of it. Plus, everybody picks a different place for dinner every night, so I don't have to cook. We went to a botanical garden nearby, acres of foliage and flamingos apparently hidden in plain sight, tucked away behind a gift shop up front like some secret wardrobe universe. We went to the zoo and renewed our membership, fed giraffes and parrots and got about as many steps in as we would at Disney World. Then we hit the new science museum, five floors of insects, aquariums, space exploration, and meteorology. They even have a state of the art planetarium with shows on everything from the ocean depths to deep space. At least, that's what they tell me. I fell dead asleep in the second show. In my defense, it'd been a lot of activity, and the planetarium seats have you laying back and staring up at the stars. I'm thinking of getting one for the house to help with my insomnia. 

And that was probably the one thing I didn't anticipate about the staycation - all the activity and fatigue. Not wanting to sit around at home had us out in these edutainment streets even more than when we do the full-on, spare-no-expense theme park trips. I swear, when we travel, we see our hotel more than I saw my house this spring break. 

On top of that, I think I put more miles on the car staying home for spring break than when we road trip. Fun fact about me, I hate driving. So when we go on vacation, I try to pick someplace we can get to by car, or better yet plane, and then not have to get behind the wheel until we go home. We park in that Disney bubble and take buses, trams, monorails, and boats everywhere we want to go. The under-five littles think those are rides, and we take pains to protect their innocence. One of my favorite trips outside of Florida was our Washington DC trip about ten years ago. We're not used to the conveniences of efficient public transportation, so the ability to walk out of our rented house, catch a bus on the corner, and take the Metro to the National Mall, or just about anywhere, had me thinking about moving. Just a little. This staycation, on the other hand, had me stuck in traffic like I was going to work. Just trying to get to the museum downtown had us in the car long enough to actually get to Orlando, except we ended up right back home.

But in the middle of all that activity and traffic and overstimulation, we really had a good time. The kids had us going to some places they had visited on their favorite school field trips, the ones we never get to chaperone because we can't take off from work (and don't want to be responsible for a bunch of other people's kids, if we're being super honest). The grownups got to sleep in their own beds at night, without the kids in the same hotel room. And the community got some of our money, instead of driving it out of town. Not much, but some. 

Listen, if that museum wasn't so hard to get to, they might have gotten a membership out of us, too.

I know there's a hundred parenting and travel websites with lots of tips for creating a great staycation, so they've already covered a lot of ground. Still, if you're interested, let me give you some tips that they won't talk about.

1) Nobody else knows or cares that you're on spring break or winter break or whatever break you're on. They're going to clog up the streets trying to get to work like any other day. Trying to get to the zoo or the gardens or the park right when it opens sounds exciting, but sitting in the car in morning rush hour traffic is the opposite of exciting. According to Thesaurus.com, that's boring, dull, unmoving, unstimulating. Might as well sleep in and hit the road after everybody gets to work, because you're not rope-dropping the museum anyway.

2) On the topic of sleep, don't try to match that theme park energy without the theme park stimulation to go with it. That 14-hour-day, every-ride-in-the-park, hit-the-hotel-room-and-crash strategy doesn't work when you're the one cleaning the room and driving the bus. The end of the week had us exhausted and, I hate to admit it, a little bit snappy. If we had been at Disney, we would have spaced out the more active days with relaxing hotel and pool and shopping days. I don't know what made me think we could go that hard for that long, just because we had the home court advantage. By Friday, Wifey was so tired she changed her pick to going to the movies, and we both missed at least ten minutes of Snow White. And I couldn't even blame it on the chairs.

3) Let everybody choose something, even the littles. You're saving money anyway, so why not go the extra mile and let everybody chase their dream. If the kid wants to go to Chuck E. Cheese then pack some earplugs and hand sanitizer and go. If they want everybody jumping on trampolines and climbing walls at the indoor adventure adventure park or falling on their butts roller skating, then let them have it. Just tape up your knees if you need to.

I don't know if I would do another staycation for spring break again, but summer is coming up. We usually do another family trip after school closes, and, thank God, the finances are starting to get right again, mostly because my budget isn't affected by the stock market, but then again, these tariffs might have something to say about going out of town. Still, summer means eight or nine weeks off from school and work for me and the kids, so maybe instead of putting them in summer camp for one of those weeks, we can hit some more of their favorite spots in the city.

Except this time we're not leaving home until after the work force gets all clocked in. 

The Art of Being Broke

I'm convinced that being broke takes talent. Or, to be be clear, being broke and happy, being able to survive on very little and still feed your family, still keep the lights and water on, and still maintain a place to live, is an art form. Not everyone is good at it. It's kind of like writing or dance, in the sense that you can definitely teach it to the uninitiated, but the best writers, dancers, and broke people are always going to be the ones who started young, the ones who were steeped in the art at an early age.

By now, most of us have figured out that it's going to be a rough four years ahead. Already, there's massive layoffs, rumors of war, and threats to the social services that keep a lot of our people afloat. I'm sensing that a lot of us are going to have to get used to a very different standard of living than we've been used to, and I also sense that a lot of us aren't ready to do what it takes. If people were complaining about rising prices and inflation when the economy was actually growing and jobs were more plentiful, then what's going to happen when none of those problems are addressed, and millions of us are out of a job? Aside from all the government jobs getting cut, just think of all the harm to businesses and payroll when those same people aren't spending their federal paychecks any more.

For those of us who grew up poor, this is nothing new. We were so nourished by struggle meals that we consider them comfort food. To this day, I still catch myself craving a fried bologna sandwich with mustard and cheese. I'd even put an egg on it if I could afford them. A pristine yellow banana slathered in peanut butter is still my go-to breakfast. 

I'm not worried about my family. I'm confident in our ability to get by when the flow of money dries up and everything starts costing more. The ones I'm worried about are my neighbors who never had to make meal planning decisions based on coupon availability, if they planned meals at all.

I'm genuinely concerned about my countrymen who will spend the next four years putting restaurant tabs on credit cards instead of eating at home. Or the people who will refuse to back out of expensive outings or trips because they're too embarrassed to tell their friends that they lost their job or just can't afford it anymore. I'm afraid for parents who can't bring themselves to have tough, honest conversations about money with their kids, who might not even know about all the free options for family fun and extracurriculars in their cities. I'm worried about all the people in my community, regardless of who they voted for, who might take a serious financial hit because of all the changes happening now, and won't be able to adapt, because they've never had to live with less.

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So, from someone who grew up poor, who did my time as a single parent with two kids and survived without a ton of debt, here's my top five tips for being broke.

1) Frosted Flakes and Snowy Cereal or whatever grocery store knockoff are probably made in the same factory. Don't buy anything because of the picture on the box. Heck, the kids don't even need that sugar anyway, and the healthy cereals taste exactly the same - brand name or not.

2) Meal planning will save you a ton of money. You know what you can afford to buy, you don't spend on extra, unnecessary items, and you don't throw stuff out. Every meal has to be healthy, not fancy.

3) Your parents were right. We don't need lights on if nobody's there to see them. Make it a challenge to get your light bill down every month. (One exception: that AC is more vital than drinking water in the South, but if you have a smart thermostat you can just turn it down when you're gone and turn it back up before you get home.)

4) Do not put restaurant food or alcoholic drinks on credit. This might be the season you go sober. You can tell people you're fasting and praying if you want. If you have to charge anything, ask yourself if you would apply for a loan from the bank for it, because that's exactly what you're doing. 

5) Exploit every hookup you have, and hook up your neighbors as well. For the next four years, we're going to be bartering child care for hairstyling, tutoring for handyman work, and whatever skill you have for whatever service or commodity you need. Just think, after four years, our communities are going to be so tight we could print our own currency.

For those of us who grew up broke, I'm so sorry to bore you with all these things you already know, but I'm betting that some of our neighbor's need it. For those of us who might feel embarrassed or undignified by drastic economic cuts to your budgets and hard conversations with your family and friends, try shifting your thinking. Instead of thinking of it as deprivation, think of it as resistance. Personally, I believe that better days are coming, that if we can get through this short time, the country is going to hate these years so much, they'll do anything to get us out of it, including electing officials who aren't billionaires.

Until then, I'm going to live like St. Paul. Remember everybody's favorite Bible verse, Philippians 4:13? "I can do all things through him who gives me strength," right? What nobody seems to remember, though, is that Paul's not talking about getting superpowers or buying Lambos. The verse right before 13 is "I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want." Those of us who have learned to live broke, learned to enjoy struggle meals and not be ashamed to ask our passengers for gas money, we know that secret, too. And like
Saint Kendrick said, "We gon' be alright."