It's totally fun to go on a weekend trip, but seriously, the preparation is such a pain. It takes an entire evening to get ready. Tonight Steve and I had to shopping for food, which by the way, takes forever because he wants one thing... and I always want something else. Then he's grumpy because we have to purchase two of everything. Example: he wants summer sausage with crackers and cheese. Well, I don't like summer sausage, but turkey sausage is tasty! So he complains that we have to buy two of everything. I then ask him, well if you are not willing to eat what I like, and I'm not willing to eat what you like, what do you propose we do?! Of course, he has no comment! Anyways, where was I... right, shopping. So we finished the shopping and then there is the gathering of the gear, packing the clothes, preparing the food for transport and then the double-checking. Every trip, we get everything packed and then we have to stand there and rattle off each thing that is packed and use our fingers to count the items to ensure we didn't forget anything. And when I say "we" I mean Steve.
Oh the joys of weekend climbing trips! :)
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