We never got around to going camping this summer. Instead Ingrid has been sleeping in a tent in the garden for a week now.

It sounded nice. Birdsong in the morning, fresh air… I thought I’d try it out, too. Eric and the kids were away this weekend so Saturday night I went to sleep in the tent.

I don’t know how she does it! The light woke me at about 5 in the morning. I desperately tried to go back to sleep, pulling the sleeping bag over my head, but kept waking again and again, so I fled to the darkness of our bedroom after 40 minutes. And the sleeping bag didn’t let me move around freely so I was stiff as well. Never again!