I've been home for seven days now and I leave to go back to camp tomorrow. Overall I have to say that I'm already looking forward to going back as there's just not much to do here when I'm home. I've managed to take some inspiration from Raph and Wifey this time though and I spent most of Saturday and all of Sunday doing nothing. The fact that I've picked up a cold while home has likely helped in curbing my need to do anything as well.

As usual I've been hemorraghing money since I got back. There are just so many things to do in a couple days that people with 'normal' lives can spread out over the course of a month or more that I have to do in a compressed time. Things like servicing and gettting the car ready for winter (even though I'll likely only drive it for 3 weeks of actual winter driving), going to the chiropracters, stocking up on toiletries (this is stunningly quite expensive) and other such things have kept me quite busy. Trying to see the few friends that I still have here also takes up a bit of time.

All in all this has been a good, if not somewhat boring, time at home. After being at camp for 34 days though I think it's just what the Doctor ordered. Actually it almost is, I went to the Naturalpath two days ago and he told me my body was at the point of exhaustion. Nervous system friend and all that, of course the road to recovery cost a disgusting amount of money but I paid it and hopefully I'll start to feel a little peppier soon.