"Just because my path is different doesn't mean I'm lost." -Gerard Abrams
I want to be one of those people who camp consistently. I want to travel so much I don't remember when I left. The only problem I have with that is, I get homesick. Too easily at that.
We decided to head out camping this past weekend, so we left Thursday night and came back home Sunday. By the time Friday rolls around, I don't know why, but I was super homesick. This weekend was weird for me. I can't explain it though. Don't you ever have those days? Weeks? Weekends?
Jon is ALWAYS fantastic when we camp. He takes Dawson swimming, to the playground, the game room, fishing and just walking so he can ride his scooter or bicycle. Know what I do? I sit back and read, clean, I even bring my laptop and work at times. Sounds crazy, but it's perfect for me to work while camping. It's relaxing to me, and I can get crap done. However, I still get homesick.
Once Saturday came into play though, that afternoon I was feeling pretty good and thought I was good to go for the weekend. Mind you; we were leaving around 9 am Sunday morning to head home.
Saturday night I always get things ready to head out. When staying in a camper, you can't just drive out. So as always, I pack all the pantry food in the bag I brought it in. Get the kitchen cleaned up and put away all of the chairs, toys, rugs, and coolers.
When Sunday morning rolls around, of course, I am up at 5 am. Why? For the love, I don't know! My back was getting stiff, and I had been reading a Nancy Thayer book. So I got up and finished it. I have been really into her books lately too. It's just a bunch of chick flick book though. But just a good filler reader. Anywho, as we were getting ready to head home, something clicked. It was the realization that we were headed home. Now, of course, we were only about 45 min from home. But home is home to me. I just really love it. It's something I am going to have to work on, especially since Jon says we are traveling when we get older. All I know, is I better have a homey camper at that time.
Once we got home, we unloaded the food, laundry and anything else we decided to pack that doesn't stay in the camper. I started laundry as soon as we walked in. So on mother's day, I did what I normally do. I cleaned, did laundry, cooked, baked, and watered the garden and flowers. The boys went outside and did their thing. It was perfect. Why? Because it was my normal routine and I was home. Finally home.
I made Shrimp & Grits for dinner (I forgot to take pictures). But I also made this thrown together NON-HEALTHY dessert too. Cream cheese, a little powdered sugar (mixed) a chocolate bar. Stuff each croissant and bake. YUMMO!
Ashleigh is a Wife, Mother, & Graphic Designer.