what was a girl to do? ( pretty boys with long hair and guitars were my preferred method of heartache for quite some time)
Chef always sings it to me these days...It is not that I don't love the the outdoors, I do. We are surrounded almost completely by forest here. Our place backs onto a state forest and I love walking/ running ( depending on where I am in my stop start fitness regimes) in it. Just me and my dog. I really love it. But I don't really like sleeping in it.
I find camping makes me so restless... I just don't do idle hands very well, I know I could sit around the camp fire crocheting/ stitching, that bit sounds lovely. Pre Busy I did enjoy it we have fond memories of camping together. But last time we went with Busy, as a toddler, I just saw hazards everywhere, ocean on one side, forest on the other, open fires- it was so stressful- she was also sleep walking at the time ( WEIRD I KNOW!!!) and it was all just too much. Plus I really don't sleep well if I am not comfortable and even though we have a pretty good self inflating mattress - it just doesn't cut it for my precious bones to give in to sleep.
I have no issue with bugs and creepy crawlies ( the paradise where we live has ticks and as soon as it rains leeches neither of which bother me despite the fact Chef and I have both had a couple of trips to hospital for anaphalaxis with ticks) so it isn't that.
Chef often goes off camping with the boys for the weekend - sometimes I instigate it as I can feel he needs man time. But Busy is so keen to sleep in a tent and go camping ( the men folk have suggested Dads and kids weekend away which I think is great but will probably spend the weekend worrying !) so they are going to put it up outside for now but the pressure is on.
So Chef as a gift to you for our 6th Wedding Anniversary I am publicly promising to go camping with you this Summer. Somewhere near the beach. And I will not complain about being bored.
There. Done. You guys will hold me to it right?