Waiting for a package then I'm leaving.
I won't be taking my camp stove, because I won't be cooking. I'll be having a lot of Starbucks food—breakfast sandwich with egg & beyond sausage, egg & spinach wrap and falafel sandwich. I never have Starbucks food at home, so I don't get sick of it when I'm away. I almost always find them at airports and everywhere else. A bargain for $7 or $8. That includes a tip.
I was also planning to have lunch at the senior center if I'm still there on Tuesday because they are having garden burger. Not. I had the date wrong, as usual.
That caused me some trouble last time I went camping. It was also a catalyst for another breakthrough in my healing process and led to the calmer and freer me.
I still have my problems with the past and run away from the pain. Like when I was thrifting at the antique mall and saw some things that made me sad.
I quickly left the store and went to Natural grocers for some instant coffee and used my pendulum to pick out a bottle of flower essences. I can't recall which one, but when I researched it in the car I realized it was for the woman I would be camping with. "For those who do too much." Definitely not for me. Most definitely for her.
I'm bringing my collapsible salad spinner (for grapes and cherries), can opener, two knives (for protection). just kidding. I'm also bringing paper plates/bowls, plastic utensils, straws and a can opener. I'm not doing dishes either, as you can see.
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