For another week or so I would come home from work, make myself a snack and eat it surrounded in flith because it was too rainy and muddy to eat outside, try to clean, get overwhelmed, then just go to bed so I wouldn't have to deal with such a conundrum. I really just needed a nice weekened that I could spend with plenty of daylight and dry ground to move my things outside so that I could clean before I brought any of it back in; working around it all just wasn't effective.
Luckily one Saturday morning I got a call from my dad just as I was about to roll out of bed. He was planning on coming up to see me!!! He knew I was having a tough time which was affecting him, and not knowning where I was or what surrounded me made him quite uneasy. I really couldn't be more thankful that he and his girlfriend came up and helped me situate everything that needed to be worked out. Within five minutes of being there he gave me all the answers I had been in search of for a week! For instance, I knew I didn't clog the kitchen sink my first day there, it turns out the tank just hadn't been emptied. His girlfriend in essence cleaned and reorganized the entire camper while my dad and I spent time talking to the campground owner trying to figure just who was responsible for what if something went wrong.
With all of that put behind me, we were all able to relax and enjoy our time up in such a beautiful part of the country. We explored the campground; my dad being my dad of course had to talk to everyone, so he made some new friends, then we set out for dinner. My dad made us a fire and cooked, and the fire was still burning when we finished. It felt nice to actually relax, have time to spend soaking up my surroundings, and enjoy what I was doing for once.
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