My best friends wanted to go camping one more time this year.
I reminded them it had already snowed and we hadn’t had a single temperature above freezing for the last two or so weeks. Jack told me it was supposed to be 44F this weekend and that I was going camping with them. I shook my head and told them that camping was for the spring, summer, and early fall. I wasn’t going camping and freezing my butt off, and they said we’ll see and then they left the house. I couldn’t believe they thought I would go camping while we were in the winter season. I wasn’t foolish, and I appreciated staying home and staying warm. Jack called when he got home and asked if I was sure I didn’t want to go camping. If there was a lake house with a fireplace or a heating and A/C unit installed then I would go. I wanted to go ice fishing, although I didn’t want to sleep in the cold. I asked if they were going to have a lake house with a fireplace or heating and A/C system. He wasn’t sure, but he said there were portable area heating systems they could put in the tent. I would still be asleep on the frozen ground and I didn’t want to wake up as a popsicle. I was going to stay home and watch it snow through our windows instead. I had excellent heating, and if they wanted to freeze to death that was their choice. Jack asked if he could stay at our condo over the weekend as he didn’t want to go camping either, but he didn’t want to stay home alone. Both of his older siblings were going camping, and I forgot that Jack was only 11 years old.