We went camping this weekend and, although it was painful sleeping on the ground and a little lacking in mod-cons, I think we all got something out of it. My husband got a long drive in the car he doesn't get to use much since he's working away. I got to go to a beach I've wanted to visit for a long time, then fall asleep listening to the ocean crash and wake up to bush birds chirping. We hung out with friends who are moving away soon, we saw a seal sunning itself on the beach, we played beach cricket (I lost horrendously) and we swam in the ocean to cool off during a heatwave. Thanks to all that, now I'm looking forward to going to sleep in my bed on a proper mattress tonight (alongside cat and husband is an added bonus too).
On a slightly different note: tomorrow marks the end of holidays. My husband goes back to work interstate and I begin treating writing as a job rather than a fun hobby. I am writing this to try and hold myself to my plan of at least two productive hours of writing per day, six days per week.
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