No, seriously, I am.
My husband finds buying birthday, Christmas, and anniversary gifts for me to be stressful. I'm not sure why this is so. Give me a gift certificate to a tack store and I'm happy as a pig in poop. End of story. Nevertheless, he stresses. So, in an attempt to relieve him of his burden, I have found myself the perfect present that will cover his obligations for all of 2013's gift giving occasions. Maybe some of 2014's as well.
I wanna go to Denny Emerson's Adult Camp! I saw the video on Facebook today, and I am 100% on-board. Five days with like-minded people, riding and learning from the an Olympic Gold Medallist and International eventer? Screw the islands. I'm heading to Vermont!
I never got to go to camp as a child, and always wanted to. Hmmm, now that I think of it, not only will this cover the hubby's gift giving obligations but he'll save a ton of money in therapy bills now that I won't have to to go to heal the wound my poor camp-less inner child has suffered.
|Not the kind of camp experience I am looking for.|
"But hun, sleep away camp builds social capital! I'll build a lifelong network of friends and colleagues who may then help me to obtain job interviews or develop a career path." I tell him.
"You're 43. Your life is half over. So is your career. If you don't have a network by now, you're in deep trouble," says my other half.
Not the answer I want, but I will regroup and try again. Rome wasn't built in a day. I'm already mentally going over my list of things to pack for Sug.
Meanwhile, anyone interested in a road trip? I'll share gas and bring the fixin's for smores!