Once again, I am a running widow.
My husband has gone to Camp.
No. Not camping. [well, there will be some camping.... but...]
Camp.
Running Camp.
Where adults go run around in the woods for long distances and sleep in sleeping bags and supposedly get better at what they do.
One the plus side, I get a week off from giant piles of laundry and cooking.
The down side. Can you imagine what the laundry will look like when he gets back? A week of living in the woods and being sweaty.
Something to look forward to...
a month
10 years ago
3 comments:
Yikes. I have to tell you that I only run when I'm chased. But good for him for doing something healthy and good for himself. But the laundry? If the man can run around the woods for a week, he can certainly run to the washer and dryer to do a couple loads of laundry, hmm? You commented before me on SITS so I am stopping by to say hello!
Running camp? Hmm cant say I knew such a thing existed. But to each his own. Stopping by from SITS. Happy day!!
I feel your pain...I will be a hockey widow in 4 short weeks...
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