In case you were wondering if my blog has joined the ranks of inactive blogs, you can stop. I've been busy being an unhappy camper. Literally.
We have a very nice tradition in our family. Every year we camp at beautiful Nickerson State Park in Brewster, Massachusetts. The excitement of this trip begins in the snowy month of January. I say that because you have to make your reservations 6 months in advance. The process took me about 5 days to secure one of the best sites(in my opinion) in the park. Each morning at 9:00, I would line up our laptops and frantically click on sites trying to be the first to reserve the coveted sites. Why?
I don't really know.
I do know.
I am a mommy to 4 boys.
They need to camp. Their friends need to camp.
They need to inhabit the woods for a few weeks.
They need to commune with nature and get very dirty.
They need to conquer the mosquitoes, the fish and build fires.
Normally, I am enjoying all of these things alongside them.
This year, I am not a happy camper.
Perhaps it was the babies crying in the night, no the toddlers crying during the day. I felt like crying.
Maybe it was the weird boy peeking in the windows at the showers.
Or the sunscreen that didn't work.
Or the mosquitoes that worked overtime..
Or the man who had to land his catamaran right on the beach where we were swimming.
Perhaps, it was the boys bickering in the tent.
And the smelly fish that were caught.
And the stifling heat.
And the torrential rain which I missed..
I missed my blog.
And my bathroom.
And my husband, who was called away to work.
Then I was called away to work.
I was thankful to be needed elsewhere.
My air-conditioned office became my safe haven.
The urgent needs of others delivered me from my vacation in the woods.
I decided working isn't so bad.
Camping, I will give you another chance next week.
I know, I am a glutton for punishment or someone with serious short term memory loss.
It's for the children.
I'll keep telling myself that.
I am redefining myself by the moment.
I think I'd enjoy glamping.
How about you? What kind of camper are you?
Thanks for sticking around.
I missed you all,