I likely would still be there trying to get it figured out. The girls - Ashley and Alyssa, determined that a birthday needed People and A Cake, or it didn't count. They brought both and a bottle of Baileys to boot.
They spent the afternoon then came back the next day. I think I was able to settle into my wirting better with that distraction. It didn't feel as 'foreign' as being 100% alone for the whole time.
I took my bike camping for the first time and was happy I did. The Pinery is an excellent place for biking. I covered a lot of ground with Adam in the stroller as well, while the girls took the other two to the beach.
And I did write - lots. That was my intention and focus. I get too easily distracted at home. I
carried on with the pages of the family story I started over ten years ago. For five solid hours I never lifted my head or my pen. I wrote a dozen entries in my 'I LOVE ...' journal and four 'Letters to Dead People'. And I also started a fresh 'mind mapping' book and spent a couple hours organizing my head and my life.
People seem to be surprised that one would go camping alone. Even Brian, who is always supportive of everything I do, said 'Ya weirdo.' I like to think it was said affectionately.
I think it's good for the soul, getting away for a bit, being on your own. It is totally opposite to my character, so the stretch is good for me. I tend to surround myself with people and activity and chaos. I kind of thrive on that. I have to WORK at being quiet.
Yes, I thoroughly enjoyed it.
And yes, there were more Raccoon Lessons: Hanging the garbage in a tree might seem like a good idea, but the fact is - racoons climb trees. You get the picture.