Do you ever feel pressure to have the most amazing summer ever?

I do.

This time of year always feels busy. I don’t know who decided this, but apparently we should take advantage of every single minute of good weather before the leaves fall off the trees and we’re plunged into darkness for another six months. Sure, let’s have a drink on a terrasse. Yes, I will gladly accept your invitation to chill in your pool. Is it heated? You have a boat? Okay! Of course I’d love to meet up for a family-friendly BBQ. What’s that? You want to go camping? I’m sorry, but that won’t be possible. Not in a tent. Not in a camper. Not even in a luxury resort somewhere in a forest.