Y12 D39

I have been to hell and it is the lake.

No really. This trip has been beyond frustrating to say the least.

The drive up wasn't bad. It only took me 3 hours and 20 minutes and that was being given the wrong address. Turns out there is both an Ave and a St for where I am and I went to the wrong one. Luckily they're only five minutes apart and I figured it out. That should have been my first clue. The real issue is that the whole goddamn family is here - B's dad, stepmon, kids, grandparents, her uncle, and her cousin. This is the very definition of uncontrolled chaos. You know what's annoying is people go "oh you're an extrovert you should love all these people". No, it doesn't work that way. There's a beautiful rythym of controlled chaos. Sit at the end of a bar in a well run, well organized restaurant and you will know exactly what I mean. It flows. The energy flows. You can take that in and recharge when you're like me. When it's people and kids just yelling and messes everywhere, it's not good energy and that doesn't work. That just makes me frustrated. That was the first part of the problem. The second was nature itself. I almost didn't sleep in the tent because of it. The minute I got out of the car, I was bitten by flys. My legs are covered in bite marks. Everyone of course is saying "oh it wasn't so bad last year, don't know what's riled them up". I don't know, maybe the murder hornets are upsetting them.

Or maybe it was the two cases of black plague confirmed yesterday. No. Fucking seriously. Black fucking plague. Oh look, it's the mid-season plot twist.

Anyway, the bugs were everywhere, it's 90 fucking degrees, there are way too many people in too small of a space, and I have to sleep on an air mattress in a tent. I don't know if I can do two more nights of this. Of course everyone isgoing home either tomorrow afternoon or monday morning so if I stayed it would be better. At least on that front. But it would still be hot, there would still be 10,000 bugs, and I would still be bored. I honestly spent a good portion of yesterday sitting in front of a fan playing animal crossing because I didn't want to move or be out with the bugs.

At some point I finally caved in and went to the lake. It wasn't horrible. At first. I was in the water and got a good look at what was floating near me. Oh boy, thousands of dead may fly bodies. Nope. Nope. Nope. I was out of that water so quick. Done. Gross. And they're sticking to me. Joy.

I did enjoy one thing yesterday. The tacos I made for dinner. They were fucking awesome.

Around 9pm, we headed out on the lake for fireworks. They did lake fireworks yesterday for some reason and the parade today. Go Duh-merica. Five adults and two children in a boat made in my mind for two adults. Maybe three if you like each other. Bounce bounce bounce. Okay, now I'm hot, annoyed, and motion sick. Yay.

The fireworks were acceptable. I will dump pics later. But by the time we got back to the cabin it was 11:40pm. I was exhausted. I tried to lay down on the couch to be out of the way and the next thing I know I'm being told to go into the tent. Sigh. Okay. Wouldn't have been so bad except everytime B would come in to do something she'd sit on the edge of the bed and bounce me. She didn't go to bed until her usual 3am so yeah, lots of fun. Woke up first around 5 to chirp chirp chirp. Managed to get another hour at least.

Gosh I can only wonder what today has in store.