I do this a lot. I get an idea I want to do, can do, or should do something and before I realize I actually don’t want to do it, can’t do it, or definitely shouldn’t do it, I find myself smack dab in the middle of it with no choice but to see it through.

So, here I am with a brand new pop up camper that’s never been slept in and only been set up once for a practice run during which we broke the awning. What? I said it was practice. Never one to be deterred by obstacles of inexperience we have now begun our 14-day family camping adventure with a 900-mile trek to Northern Virginia, Shenandoah Valley area.

This all started innocent enough with my husband and I wanting our boys to experience the national parks while they were old enough to keep the memories with…