Disclaimer: This is not a story about how I have suddenly become one of those Occupy Movement people, but rather a completely different type of camping I’m about to experience.
My older sister and I are about to embark on what is sure to be an interesting adventure over the next couple of weeks.
Melanie is coming back to St. Louis to ready her house for some new renters, and I will be staying there for the duration of her visit.
It’s a pretty big place, and since my brother-in-law and niece are unable to come (middle of the school year) I’ve volunteered to keep her company and help out with some of the projects. The list of things to be done is quite extensive, as nearly every room need to be repainted, floors re-finished, and lots of cleaning, but I know we can have a good time in the process of all of the work.
For the most part we will be roughing it, which is why I’ve started to refer to the visit as “urban camping.” I thought it was a pretty brilliant term, until I looked it up in Urban Dictionary and discovered there are already multiple meanings for the same term, none of which really describe our situation.
Still, we are going to only have the barest of essentials, as the only furniture left is the dining room and possibly a couch if we feel like moving my sectional out of storage to the house. I’m expecting that probably won’t happen, and will be living out of a suitcase and sleeping on an air mattress… while connected to the internet on my laptop card- so clearly these are much more drastic conditions than the time spent on a wilderness backpacking trip we went on several years ago. 🙂
In preparation for our excursion, I’ve spent some time gathering the necessities for the next couple of weeks. Luckily it wasn’t too difficult as most of my household items were still boxed up from moving back after the Tennessee fiasco. I only had to really figure out what clothes I’d need and my assorted electronics that I can’t live without. If I’ve forgotten anything, it will be a bummer, but at least I can head home and get it. She would have to return to North Carolina, so hopefully she packed wisely.
I’m still undecided about whether or not to bring Jasper, as my parents have offered to dog-sit and are worried that he would just be in the way of the work, but I still am afraid that I’ll miss having him around too much not to have him there.
I’m really looking forward to the closer commute, but am a little intimidated about staying in the part of the city, as the neighborhood is still being turned around. I’m counting on the alarm systems (house and car), and my sister’s karate skills to keep up safe and out of trouble over the course of our little adventure.
Even though we have a lot of projects to work on, there will still be time for some fun, too. The house is only a few blocks away from Crown Candy, so I’m thinking at some point we will need to break for milkshakes. Also, we’ve already decided on a movie night at some point as she hasn’t seen The Hunger Games yet, and it should still be at the Moolah. Yay, Hunger Games for the third time! Hopefully, we can have a good time while still being somewhat productive. 🙂