Long day, always, ain't that right...
So, slept through my alarm this morning.
I NEVER do this. Gah. Luckily, the brother hadn't left, and woke me at 10:30, saying "Mom says you have to be at work at 11."
Oi, so there you go. Got to work at 11. Good thing camp is located 2 minutes down the road. Got there, got on the bus, took the kiddos to Shaw Park... ate in the grass, played games, played in the river, took a nature walk, played in the industrial/farm-sized sprinkler... went back and went to Sweets N Eats for ice cream... walked 20 small children down the road and across the street...
And then endured TORTURE.
We watched the Spongebob Squarepants movie. >.<
God, save me. I did survive. Barely.
Then, planning for *actual* camp, which starts Monday. Got home about 8pm.
This summer should be good, actually. Only 4 counselors, but 3 directors, and 2 of them will have a group. And we're not doing set rotations, we're going to let the kids pick. So, sometimes I know my activity stinks and the kids will hate it, and that means I won't have to do it because no one will choose it. (Granted, most of the time my activities do not suck. ;) hee.) And the two "bad" counselors are GONE this year! Woohoo!
I mean, one of them made us "teach" her how to mop because she had never mopped before. Come on.
But, the new guy seems nice enough, and he did help Gillian, Debi and I make the bulletin board and was joking around with us, so hopefully the four of us can be a good group and, you know, complain about the directors and such together. This is important. ::Shrugs:: Solidarity in counseling, I suppose. It should be better this year. Things are changing.
And I get to go to work at 7:30 tomorrow and OPEN, which means... I have to decide if the kids are playing on the playground or in the other room... except they took all the video games and stuff, so it may have to be the playground.
Hoping I'm not by myself all morning. Heh. (Well, I know I won't be, but still.)
Then, going on a field trip to the movies to see Madagascar. Woo! I am excited. Get paid to go to a movie. And watch 20 kids. Heh. Not bad. Then, I get to leave.
So, tomorrow afternoon, I have to... deposit a check, get some cash, fill my gas tank, clean out my car, pack clothes and beach things, get some snack foods... and meet Steph at 5. Then head off for Thetford, Vermont!
Woo! 8 friends in a cabin for a weekend. We shall see. Back at some point Sunday, so have a marvelous weekend, all.
Here's hoping I don't get lost, my car runs just fine, my roomie isn't too quiet and unhappy about going, and the love triangle doesn't get too... triangle-y... this weekend. And that the 3 hour drive isn't... silent, if this makes sense. Hopefully Steph will feel talkative. I LOVE my roommate, I do. But sometimes she is quiet. And... it could be a long drive. Also, if there is drinking this weekend... hmm. As half of us are of-age, this means half are UNDER age. Which makes my moral compass go... "excuuuuse me!" Except I know they drink at school. We've just never done it together. Which is another worry. I know Steph and I, when we drink, drink for fun. Do not get drunk in the strictest sense. The others... yeah, they do. They wind up with hangovers and throw up. I've never done that or had a hangover. Thank you very much. Responsible drinker here. So. This should be an interesting weekend.
I NEVER do this. Gah. Luckily, the brother hadn't left, and woke me at 10:30, saying "Mom says you have to be at work at 11."
Oi, so there you go. Got to work at 11. Good thing camp is located 2 minutes down the road. Got there, got on the bus, took the kiddos to Shaw Park... ate in the grass, played games, played in the river, took a nature walk, played in the industrial/farm-sized sprinkler... went back and went to Sweets N Eats for ice cream... walked 20 small children down the road and across the street...
And then endured TORTURE.
We watched the Spongebob Squarepants movie. >.<
God, save me. I did survive. Barely.
Then, planning for *actual* camp, which starts Monday. Got home about 8pm.
This summer should be good, actually. Only 4 counselors, but 3 directors, and 2 of them will have a group. And we're not doing set rotations, we're going to let the kids pick. So, sometimes I know my activity stinks and the kids will hate it, and that means I won't have to do it because no one will choose it. (Granted, most of the time my activities do not suck. ;) hee.) And the two "bad" counselors are GONE this year! Woohoo!
I mean, one of them made us "teach" her how to mop because she had never mopped before. Come on.
But, the new guy seems nice enough, and he did help Gillian, Debi and I make the bulletin board and was joking around with us, so hopefully the four of us can be a good group and, you know, complain about the directors and such together. This is important. ::Shrugs:: Solidarity in counseling, I suppose. It should be better this year. Things are changing.
And I get to go to work at 7:30 tomorrow and OPEN, which means... I have to decide if the kids are playing on the playground or in the other room... except they took all the video games and stuff, so it may have to be the playground.
Hoping I'm not by myself all morning. Heh. (Well, I know I won't be, but still.)
Then, going on a field trip to the movies to see Madagascar. Woo! I am excited. Get paid to go to a movie. And watch 20 kids. Heh. Not bad. Then, I get to leave.
So, tomorrow afternoon, I have to... deposit a check, get some cash, fill my gas tank, clean out my car, pack clothes and beach things, get some snack foods... and meet Steph at 5. Then head off for Thetford, Vermont!
Woo! 8 friends in a cabin for a weekend. We shall see. Back at some point Sunday, so have a marvelous weekend, all.
Here's hoping I don't get lost, my car runs just fine, my roomie isn't too quiet and unhappy about going, and the love triangle doesn't get too... triangle-y... this weekend. And that the 3 hour drive isn't... silent, if this makes sense. Hopefully Steph will feel talkative. I LOVE my roommate, I do. But sometimes she is quiet. And... it could be a long drive. Also, if there is drinking this weekend... hmm. As half of us are of-age, this means half are UNDER age. Which makes my moral compass go... "excuuuuse me!" Except I know they drink at school. We've just never done it together. Which is another worry. I know Steph and I, when we drink, drink for fun. Do not get drunk in the strictest sense. The others... yeah, they do. They wind up with hangovers and throw up. I've never done that or had a hangover. Thank you very much. Responsible drinker here. So. This should be an interesting weekend.