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 weeks.
Jack told me it was supposed to be forty-two this weekend, and 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. They said we’ll see and left the house. I couldn’t believe they thought I would go camping during the winter. I wasn’t foolish, and I enjoyed 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 cabin with a fireplace or HVAC system installed, I would go. I wanted to go ice fishing, but I didn’t want to sleep in the cold. I asked if they were going to have a cabin with a fireplace or HVAC system? He wasn’t sure, but he said there were portable space heaters 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 my windows. I had excellent heating, and if they wanted to freeze to death, that was their choice. Jack asked if he could stay at my house over the weekend. He didn’t want to go camping either, but he didn’t want to stay home alone. Both of his older brothers were going camping. I forgot Jack was only fourteen.