Now I like the great outdoors as much as anyone, but I prefer my bathrooms in-doors, my beds comfy and a screen to guard against mosquitos. Every once in a while, when we're hiking in a National Park, I weaken and say, I'd go camping with you in a beautiful place like this. He, so far, has not taken me seriously.
It hasn't always been this way. I've given it the ole' college try. And what did I get? Downpours which forced us to spend most of our time in a small tent and 45 degree weather in the middle of August. This is not how vacations should be spent. This is not what I consider fun.
But it's fun for him and I'm all too happy to let him take off for a week. Grace will be at camp and I'll be working. Next year, I'm thinking a short trip with my gal pals may be in order.