Have you ever been exhausted to a point where you cannot do anything else but lay on your bed and struggle to get out of it? This was me a few months back when I returned from a camping trip that had taken three weeks.
What was supposed to be a three days romantic getaway turned into a camping trip, three weeks later.
My boyfriend tricked me into going camping yet he knew that this was my worst nightmare after my horrid childhood experience as a scout. I had no choice when I found myself in the woods, at a place I had no idea. My phone was confiscated and I was not allowed to contact anyone until I conquered my fears. I knew what he was trying to do, and I truly appreciated it but I thought it was a bit extreme. By the end of the experience, I had relieved the situation and overcame it and that was the only time my boyfriend agreed to get back home. I could not wait to get home and take a proper shower. My AC was not working and I was bummed about this since it was already late in the evening and it was impossible to call for assistance at such a time. Fortunately, the ceiling fans were intact and that is what I used to keep myself cool all night long. I woke up the next morning tired but refreshed. I made breakfast and immediately contacted the HVAC technician. The air cinditonign in my house had stopped working because it overheated and shut down to protect the internal components of the unit.