Okay, nearly midnight now and we’ve at least managed food shopping and some trailer prep. My kids are excited, my husband is now snoring, and i’m in bed running down a list of what I didnt get done. I usually prep most of the food.
Guess what? I didnt do it this time.
Guess what? We’re still going and i’ll cook it there like a pro. (See: i’ll burn it there using new fandangled trailer stove top/oven I dont actually know how to operate yet)
Seriously, I have barely figured out my convection oven at home. The travel trailer kitchen is like cooking a meal in a dollhouse.
But it will be great, we will love it, and who doesnt love a meal when you get to burn the dish after?! Go pyro camp!
On a totally unrelated note, you know how after you’ve been with your significant other for a while you notice how your moods can even out and somehow merge together, compensating for the spouse who is in a less-than-perky mood resulting in a day ending with unicorns and rainbows and a mutual respect for one another?
No? Me either. Here’s hoping last minute camping prep and frazzled packing does not end our marriage – or his life.
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We loved taking our kids camping as they grew up. We all have genuinely fond memories. Like you, we got a travel trailer because (1) we couldn’t handle sleeping on the ground, (2) I’m unwilling to spend a week without showering; and (3) there are lots of bears in our state. We loved it all, but my husband and I needed a vacation when we returned, every single time. It is a lot of F–ing work.