I never understood it, shoot, if I’m being honest, I thought they were all crazy. What kind of a person volunteers to leave their climate-controlled home with a private bathroom, a fully stocked fridge, freezer, wifi, and all the modern-day accommodations they work so hard to provide their family and go live in the great outdoors for a week? To me that sounded like pure nonsense, borderline insanity. Vacations should require less work, not more. Why pack towels, air mattresses, sheets, pots, pans, coolers, etc.? Why not save yourself time, energy, and bug bites and just stay home? After an impromptu extended stay on an island with 7 tweens/teens, one brutal storm, dirty underwear, greasy hair, and legs you could play connect-the-bug bites on I think I finally get it. I drank the Kool-Aid. What’s even more shocking, is I miss it, there, I said it. But I’m getting ahead of myself, let me start from the beginning.
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Mom on the go in Holy Toledo 