Chillaxing

I'm currently cuddled up in the hammock at my cabin. There's a bonfire crackling beside me and I'm wrapped in a blanket and my moose slippers. I feel very Canadian.
It's the last time I will be here for two years... Which is a little mind-blowing. Every summer and most winters for as long as I can remember, I have spent a great deal of time up here with my family. The next time my family will be up here together is this Thanksgiving. Minus me, of course. I'll be somewhere in Scotland, most likely Edinburgh. It will be sad to not be spending Thanksgiving with my family, but it's certainly a chance to make an adventure and tradition of my own. It would be nice to be able to find some Canadians to have Thanksgiving with, but we will see what happens. I'll tackle that one when it comes along!
I'm looking forward to leaving (in less than a week!) but everyone keeps saying,"you're going alone? Won't you be lonely?" and to be honest; it's a little annoying. Yeah, I probably will get lonely at some point or another, but it's just a matter of getting out of my shell and forcing myself to meet people. As my friend Kayla told me, I am my father's daughter; I have no trouble making new friends. So I just hope that with the holiday next month, I will have no trouble upholding that reputation.
Here's to the next 6 days!

Ah, and finishing with the packing. Right-o.

Location:The cabin, Bissett