I hate camping … but here’s why I go

Posted on August 9, 2016 by

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My husband, son and daughter all love camping, but I’m a cranky camper — I fully admit it.

Camping just sets me on edge. I dislike feeling grubby and sweaty and itchy from all of my swollen bug bites. I dislike waking up in a humid sweatbox of a tent trailer that smells like pee. I dislike spending day after day outdoors, with little reprieve from the elements. I dislike trying to cook on a camp stove and wash dishes under a rusty spigot.

We just returned from an annual camping trip with good friends to Yogi Bear’s Jellystone Park. Our friends have a spectacular nearly-new camper with air-conditioning, a huge fridge and freezer, a stove, a microwave and — most importantly — a bathroom with a toilet, sink and tub/shower.

Us? We’re the ones rocking the tan and brown Jayco tent trailer circa 1990 — the exact one I camped in as a child, since my dad handed it down to me four years ago. It’s certainly better than sleeping on an air mattress on the ground, and … well, there’s power so I can charge my phone. That’s about it.

All weekend long, my dear husband pestered me about upgrading to a luxurious camper like the one our friends have …

Continue reading in my weekly parenting column, The Mom Scene …

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Category: Annoyances, It's all about me, Mommy confession, Travel

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I’m Heather Laura Clarke. I’m a writer living in beautiful Nova Scotia, I have a 12-year-old son and a 10-year-old daughter, I married my high school sweetheart, and this is the story of my handmade life.

I have depression and anxiety, and I fight like hell every day to keep them from taking over my life. Creating things helps.

Whether I’m writing novels, decorating a room, busting out my power tools to build furniture, getting muddy in the pottery studio, sewing clothes, or cross-stitching a swear word, I’m all about using my creativity to craft a life I love.

I’ve been writing this blog since 2009, so if you dig deep into the archives, you’ll meet a bright-eyed 25-year-old newlywed who was basically obsessed with having kids, buying a cozy house, and supporting herself full-time with her writing. (Spoiler alert: she got exactly what she wanted.)

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