We've been debating spring break for a couple months or more. It wasn't pretty. There were a couple nervous breakdowns. We didn't reach consensus and action until Friday, finally settled on itinerary and accommodations. There was a lot of booking and cancelling. We leave Monday.
We feel ridiculous, mostly, at our planning disfunction, but are hopeful for a little fun and relaxation along the beach for a few days. We don't do this, really, so wish us luck.
(Also, best comment I saw on the Jimmy Buffet YouTube: "Being 20 in the Seventies was a lot more fun than being 70 in the Twenties")