Two weeks ago, Sage and Greg went backpacking. They walked ten miles over hilly terrain the first day, and another two miles the next. They slept in an itty-bitty tent, and it rained a little bit. Last weekend, they went on yet another camping trip. I stayed home. I would be much more inclined to camp if I had a nice little (or big) RV with nice awnings to help keep the rain off when I am sitting safely in the doorway.

I seriously want an RV. The danger of having one would be that I would want to take my portable job and be one of the people who lives on the road 24-7, seeing the entire country. I think it would be a really awesome homeschooling opportunity, as well, to say the least. The problem is that Greg’s job is not portable, and right now, we can’t justify buying an RV for a two-week vacation. The good news is that my father-in-law is thinking about buying one that the entire family can share–sort of like a time-share RV. Works for me! The only downside is that I wouldn’t be able to furnish it the way I’d like. I suppose I could live with that, though.