Tag: Camping

Writing, Never easy

Writing, Never easy

I’m slipping on my maintaining the blog.  While we were off camping I didn’t journal, only blogged a couple times.  I feel “blocked”, and my moods is quite stable where I don’t feel like I have anything to contribute.  This is likely a good thing thought, don’t you think?

I still feel normal, whatever that is, my highs and lows are less extreme and I seem to have more energy.  I have not made it back into the garage to putter, my last couple days since camping have been unpacking, or working and then doing yard stuff.  It also seems as if my memory has improved, and wouldn’t that be nice.  I’m sure part of my poor memory before was just having something interesting to remember but now even if something is not so interesting, say like I put down a shovel, now I recall that I had the shovel and where I put it last.

My relationship building will be something I’d like to work on.  I have friends/acquaintances I’d like to improve my relationship with and recently I haven’t really cared whether I connected with them or not.  I do still have some of those feelings but now I have a little more desire to improve on that.

Camping is over

Camping is over

Time to leave now, camping is complete.  The mission now is to pack up and leave.  Things progressed without much ado, other than thinking of how the whole event is not cheap.  $20 here, $5 there, plus gas.  Not a cheap adventure.

Camping Day 4

Camping Day 4

Another day down, sitting by the fire and listening to the lament of those with a story.  Maybe it’s just me but I don’t want to talk about other people and their issues. It gets so old.

We sat around the site much of the day, although we had to go into town to pick Fr up from the bus.  She came to camp with us for one night and continue on her birthday journey to Vancouver to stay with Jer.

Although I’ve had a very nice weekend with family I had hoped to have some alone time to nap or whatever may strike my fancy.  I did have books to read, and I did get some time to read them, just thought it’d be more.

You see this is the challenge I face, I want to have the connection with family but I also want to have some personal time.  How do you do both?

Tomorrow we leave from the campsite, me for home and M for Vancouver to begin some training for her new job.  She is both nervous and apprehensive about this step and is really beginning to realize her poor self confidence and it’s impact.  I think she has the strength to succeed in this and excel.  She is strong, she is woman.

Camping Day 2

Camping Day 2

Well it’s now past midday, dawning on evening and my temper is rising, along with my level of stress.  We looked at trucks today, trying to get an idea of the appropriate model and year.  That was all and good, however after a visit to Costco I was ready for some time off my feet.  My lower back/upper butt area is also making itself known again and that is not improving my disposition.

So now I relearn that our friends have arrived at the campsite (their own) and I see socializing in my future.  Not what I really want at this point in the day.  My antisocial spirit is coming out.  Put that together with my mood and, well, you get the picture.  Perhaps mindfulness will help me adjust.

Camping Day 1

Camping Day 1

Well I arrived at the campsite about 3 hours ago and promptly struggled somewhat getting into my site.  I passed it as I drove down the park road, expecting it to be next on the right past 102, wrong.  The even numbers were not only on the right, they were also on the left.  Backing up the 5th wheel on the road wasn’t such a big deal but then the challenges came when I had to get it into the site.  I achieved that without too much difficulty but was over to one side too much, and not at the correct angle.  I was able to maintain my cool without too much ado but it there was a point where I wanted to scream.

My disposition’s generally been more even I find, and I think I’ve mentioned that before.  I think my memory is better as well, and that’s another thing I chalk up to the meds.  While I was readying the 5th wheel for the trip there were multiple times I had to remember something as part of the process and I recalled it without much effort.  Prior to this I would find myself being more scattered and struggling somewhat to keep the flow going.  Now it just seems to happen.

I do find however that my patience with M is still short on occasion and I don’t know if it’s my reacting improperly or if she just has a way of bringing the argumentativeness out in me. Perhaps some of each.