For starters it was a nightmare to pack up bedding, food and clothing; cram it all into a minivan while leaving enough comfortable space for 6 breathing bodies. I'll admit it....I was annoyed and possibly not my pleasant self. :-)
But after I had vented all morning and gave a few notorious "you have to be kidding me" sighs, we were on the road. As we drove and as I watched my hubby with perma-grin, tell us about all the cool things we were going to see and do. As I listened to my kiddos squeal with excitement, I decided this week was not about me and that I would do my best to not allow my germaphobic, systematic insanity interfere with their week of fun.
I challenged myself to step outside my comfort zone and while doing so, try to relax a bit...if possible. To my surprise...I ended up having the absolute BEST time of my life! I even found myself laughing with my hubby as we soaked through while struggling to drape a tarp in dim headlamp light over our tent on the third night of down pouring rain.
It made me wonder how much unexpected joy I have already missed by being a house hermit. If I had known how much laughter and memories awaited, I would have changed my attitude and been more adventurous years ago. I have done other camp outs, but because of my attitude I haven't enjoyed one as much as this.
How long has it been since you've stepped out of your routine and comfort?
Take a chance, change the attitude and do something out of the ordinary today!
(See more pictures of the camp trip on our family blog thecollardgreens.blogspot.com)
It looks like you have fangs in that photo. I'm a little scared to camp with you now, I'll admit it. We'll skip camping during a full moon, just FYI.
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I kind of thought my fangs were scary too -- I hate the whole vampire twilight craze so you can image how excited I was to know I looked like one. :-)
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