We are going backpacking as a family. I’m not sure what has come over us but I guess we’re trying to force nature on our children. It makes me feel better about letting small electronic devices occupy their time when I want a nap.
And to be honest, Kevin originally asked me if I wanted to go HIKING as a family. Then he told his friend we were going BACKPACKING. He didn’t think his change in vocabulary was that big a deal until I said I was going to buy a 2k cubic zirconia but was actually going to buy a 2k diamond.
I’m nervous about the backpack I’ll be wearing. Kevin has said it’s a horrible bag but now that we need me to wear it, he is now saying it’s horrible because it’s too small not because it’s a horrible bag. I’m usually not as picky on vocabulary as I have been recently. But if I have to carry all of my possessions on my back, I need an amazing backpack and I think that’s why the story has changed. Amazing backpacks come with an amazing price.
And we can’t afford it anymore. Not after my previous vocabulary lesson.
(Dear prospective thieves: I didn’t REALLY buy a 2k diamond. But it made for a better ending. If you look through my jewelry box, you will find the cubic zirconia. What if I just leave you a $20 on the front door?)