Wasn’t Saturday morning we were leaving. It’s this morning. No one really tells me what going on. Then again, I don’t usually ask.
Some last minute packing. Kefir, Cooler, Cats. Close down the pop-up. 2 folding chairs and stroller on top of the car. Brush teeth…feed James. Decide whether to risk letting the cats out to use the toitty….without them vanishing. Oh……..laptop stuff. All while sucking back as much coffee as possible.
The next you hear from me….we should be set up….”camping”. Current stress level? Not too bad. Around 7. Seeing as ‘normal’ for me is about 5 or 6. I guess I’m fairing well.