#82

I am looking forward to summer. I’m not sure why I expect it to be less hectic, but Moon will be home and she serves as an anchor, or an albatross, one of those “A” things. We are midway through Dante’s 7th circle of hell, also known as the CRCT. Luckily, this is NOT a pass/fail year so I can sleep at night. I don’t really think Moon will fail it, but I hate having the GOVERNMENT, or school as some people call it, deciding her future. That’s MY job, amiright Kittens?

Anyway, on the way to school today, Moon and I began to talk summer plans. She mentioned, not for the first time, that on the last day of school she wants to head straight to campground #82. A couple of years ago, she and JD drove through the campground looking for the perfect spot, and she saw it. Right on the water and facing a cove, it has everything a 12 year old could want. I’m reserving my enthusiasm until I see where the bathrooms are located, but okay.

Some of the parks allow you to reserve in advance and others are first-come-first-serve, and Moon claimed this was the latter. I decided to check it out today and was pleasantly surprised that you could indeed reserve it. Better yet, the 21st a Wednesday, is available. Unfortunately, that’s the LAST day it’s available. We can’t have two consecutive days until late June! I went ahead and booked it, because I’m the best mom ever, but there will be no reliving my youth and camping for weeks at a time. So SAD.

We’ll still go over on the 21st and find one of those first-come-first-serve spots, but it won’t be the same. Moon has already started making plans. She’s declared it a NO TECHNOLOGY zone, not even a computer to write with. I have to go old school and use something called a “spiral”. When I said SAD, I meant TRAGIC.