It’s time for Markleeville! One of my favorite places on the planet, and the site of our annual camping trip. Lots of hullabaloo around here and things have been more hectic than usual. I’ll be a calm, relaxed person once I get there… it’s the getting there that can stress me out:
Picture all of the organizing, shopping, packing and staging needed for a week of tent camping. And making sure the house is clean for my friend Chris, who will be house-sitting. And doing it while 4 boys are underfoot. And waiting for my husband to load the cargo trailer the night before we leave. (Estimated departure time: 4:00 in the morning) I am not allowed to get a head start on this because Rich is very particular about weight distribution.
My fear (which helps to create Screechy Mommy) is that we will still be loading the trailer at 1:00 in the morning and I don’t do well without sleep. Even though Rich drives the entire way (me + pulling a trailer = road hazard) I can’t sleep in the car, because we will crash if I am not awake and watching the road. I know. I can’t help it though. (I also refuse to step on grates in the sidewalk for fear they’ll give out and I’ll fall into a sewer or something.) I know, I know.
So – My energy is running out, I’m already tired and cranky, and will be getting in a car with 5 kids (Despite Devin’s 11th hour invitation, Michael is coming with us) plus a dog… for 10 hours. Not to be pessimistic, but I’m going to post this on the dashboard to remind myself not to do anything rash:
And I’ll relax when I get there. See ya next week!