To Break The Monotony Of The City Try Camping
The every day monotony had really gotten to me. So I had a brainstorm. I would go camping. It had been a long time since I had been camping, and getting away from the house and the city seemed appropriate for curing what was ailing me. I found and put on my camouflage shirt and pants, and then my rugged brown boots. Then I began to pile necessary gear onto my bed to be taken outside and loaded in the truck.
Soon I had a collection of items on my bed. There was a box of matches, a flashlight, a sleeping bag, a lantern, mosquito repellant, and binoculars for scanning the countryside. I liked to see if I could spot wildlife from my camping spot. I grabbed what I could carry on my first trip and proceeded through the house toward my truck parked out front. I was already sick of any influence from the city, like the home decor accents that had just been added a couple of weeks ago. I threw the first pile of gear into the bed of the truck.
While returning for the second load, It came to me I had stored the small little tent in its box in the basement. I thought I might take it along to keep out the mosquitos. The bulb was burned out in the light, but there was enough seeping through the single window for me to see and retrieve my tent. With tent in hand, I attempted to climb back up the fifteen stairs, and resume packing. But in my haste, I tripped over the dyson upright vacuum cleaner that was right off to my side. I dropped the tent onto the blade of an old sickly that was supported upwards by an old paint can.
When I examined the tent, which was folded into its box, the blade has seared it in several places. It was then that I decided I would camp Hillbilly style, just a sleeping bag by the fire, on the ground. I was prepared to take on the mosquitos, and any other bugs that may happen to visit my campfire. Now I was psyched, and ready to take on the wilderness.
I put down the tent over in a near corner, but the side of the box just caught the edge of a paint thinner can and turned it over. Naturally, the lid was not on it very good, so immediately I was met with the fumes of paint thinner everywhere. I quickly grabbed for the can, sat it upright, adjusted the lid, and went to find rags to soak up the thinner. I found an old rag box and got as much as I could up. I knew what was left needed to be diluted with water. I opened the window and headed outside to put the garden hose through and water down the spill.
I soon had the basement floor diluted and well rinsed. At least now the basement was not flammable. I was free now to go back to loading my gear. But something had happened since I first came into the basement. I could barely see at all now. I had taken so long with my mess, that it dusk had fallen, and it was too late for me to take this camping trip.
I unloaded my truck and took the stuff I had laid in its bed back into the house. It was dark now and I had to laugh at my attempt at camping. I could see the first star of the evening as I walked out on the porch for a last look. Well, one thing this evening was not, was monotonous.
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