Hubs has convinced me to book some time in a campground... over the long weekend.. I am less than exuberant about going anywhere/ doing anything on a long weekend. I hate traffic and crowds. I know - I'm a party pooper of the worst order. This is to encourage and refresh my darling hubs and probably to do me some good too - grouse grouse grumble grumble!
I actually like camping. I just don't want to have to set up on the Sabbath. I don't want to live in the bright sun, with mosquitos, and I don't want to go on the little side trips hubby will want to take. BLAH! Set me up and leave me alone, or don't take me camping! arghghgh.
So I guess this is one of those putting others before yourself things, where it doesn't matter if I will be happy doing it or not. There is a possibility that I may enjoy it. It's going to be a site with electric (why? I don't know - mostly because there weren't many sites left at this late date) and hubs is going to try to bring all kinds of electric appliances with us. I will have to guard the trunk to make sure he doesn't slip any in when he thinks I'm not looking. Yes, it already sounds like a skirmish, doesn't it? *LE SIGH* For some reason, I'm not into it this year. I feel like there are too many things going on already. Maybe I need it more than ever.