We traveled to a big camp-out on Friday. Great friends, beautiful weather, awesome food, butterflies everywhere, a nice quiet river nearby to cool the dogs off. We pitched our tent in a nice shady area that had a slight slope to it. I said to my husband, "that's no big deal" but I had to eat my words. By dawn the next morning, we decided to pack it up and come home to sleep in a comfy bed after one night of tossing and turning. I love those quick decisions we both can agree on!
TAKE AWAY: The older I get, the less likely I am
to be unnecessarily and physically uncomfortable for very long. As I hunkered down on our sleep-number mattress last night, I was so happy to be home.