Vacation Frustrations

Hubby is on vacation this week.  Yay!  Right?  errrr....

No one else is.  Man-Child's in school and I'm at work.

This is a running "thing" (I won't call it an "argument" - it's more a of a sore point - that could possibly escalate into an "issue").

I realize that Hubby's job has it's "busy" seasons.  And that they usually the occur when normal people take their vacations.  I GET it.  BUT, other people at his company (and in his department) seem to be able to sneak in some time off during these "busy" seasons......

I don't resent Hubby his time off.  God knows he needs it and deserves it.  And we all know I have no problem taking my vacations.  And yeah, if he wants to take some of it by himself - doing absolutely nothing - cool.  We all need that once in a while.

What I do resent (and am beginning to resent more and more) is that Hubby never takes family vacations.

"Oh no!"  he insists that he took a week off in the summer with us.  Yeah - FIVE years ago!

I have informed him that Man-Child will be gone in about two years - off to college - not caring about spending any time with us.

His response?  "I spend plenty of time with him!"  And he does - those two are as thick as thieves! 

But it's a everyday, routine kind of time.  Not that special - this is vacation, let's have fun kind of time.

Yes, I generally take almost two weeks around Christmas - but guess what?  I'm usually spending it with Man-Child and doing prep stuff for the holiday.  I generally take a week in the spring - to take Man-Child somewhere for Spring Break.  Sometimes I take a day here or there or maybe a long weekend to go to Texas to visit family and friends.

But Hubby?  He takes a week in February - alone.  And does nothing. 

The rest of his vacation time?  I'm guessing is "thrown away" - because he certainly isn't using it (and I know for a fact that he gets way more than one week a year!).

I realize that he and I have very different ideas about what "vacation" is; I realize that he has an extreme dislike to flying (although - hello? they have drugs for that and I would ask for them if the situation were reversed....); I realize that he gets really uptight if we have to drive for any length of time (yes, all this pretty much means vacation can be, at the very least, a chore for him.)  BUT, ususally, once he gets to where we are going - it's all good.  So what is the problem?  Why doesn't he want to have vacation with his family? 

This is the kind of stuff that keeps me up at night.  I just don't get it.

It's not like we aren't "fun" people.  Man-Child and I  hilarious and always seem to have fun.

I. Just. Don't. Get. It.

What am I missing here?