A big dark cloud…
Yesterday was a really bad day for me. My job is super stressful in the summer, and while I hate that I even think this - I can’t wait for this summer to be over.
I spend so much of the off season telling people what a great experience camp is for their children - how they grow in their independence, learn how to get along with their peers in a safe environment, experience new & exciting things in a faith community, develop long lasting friendships, learn from college age role models, etc, etc. And while I wholeheartedly believe in all of that, I still am ready for this summer to be over.
In my role, I’m completely in charge of everything that happens during summer camp, so I get to deal with all of the bad things - unhappy parents, bad kids, staff that aren’t doing their job. And it weighs me down, big time. Summer becomes this huge dark cloud above my head, and I just sit there, waiting for lightening to strike….again. I dread answering my office phone, not knowing if it’s a parent who’s ready to yell at me, or someone who wants to book me to speak at their church already this fall. I have officially come to the point in my summer where I have hit the wall. I am ready for campers to go home, I’m ready for my counselors to return to college, and I’m ready to not be solely focused on the negative things that happen here. I’m ready to breathe a little bit, and not be afraid to answer my phone. I’m just ready to be done.
The three people in my position before me lasted 2 years each, before they decided this job wasn’t for them and they had to move on. This is my second summer. And I can totally see how burnout happens.
While I am not even close to thinking about moving on from this job (I really do love it!), I am ready for these 10 weeks of summer to be over. I’m ready for the dark cloud to go away, so the sun can shine and I can be renewed and able to refocus on a new summer (with new challenges) next year.
Thanks for joining my pity party of 1 over my lunch period.
Sibling bonding time! 👶💚🐶
Were you out for a long run this morning?
Says the elderly male volunteer at my work upon seeing me walk in the office this morning.
No, silly silly man, I did not go for a run.
1) I don’t run.
2) I haven’t showered in 2 days.
3) It’s going to be a million degrees today so gym shorts and one of my only t-shirts that still fits over my belly was my only sane option.
4) Did I mention I don’t run?
You bet I will, Dove.
Today marks the beginning of the LAST week of campers here at the camp I’m the director at. It has been an insanely stressful few weeks, with almost 300 kids on site each week, dealing with crazy kids (and even crazier parents), and making sure all of my staff are doing their job - so this little note from Dove was needed.
While I am longing for the end of this camp season, I also find it a little sad. I get so used to having my college age summer staff around all the time, and then suddenly, they are all gone. Back to college they go. It gets so quiet without them here!
But I am looking forward to normal 8-5, M-F hours again, having my weekends back, seeing my husband more often, and actually having time to think about my pregnancy and start crossing things off the list!
In 8 minutes, the doors open up to welcome in our next set of campers, and in 4 and a half days, our doors will be closing behind them as they head home. Here we go, Week 8! Let’s do this!
Had an awesome time celebrating @morganholen at her Miss America Outstanding Teen send off party last night! I can’t wait to watch this young lady rock that national stage in just over a week! Orlando, here we come! #loveher #iwanttobelikeherwhenigrowup
#TBT to baby Kelsey, a very young Husker football fan…
29 years later, this big eared babe is ready for the ‘14 season to start! 44 days, GBR!
I will forever be the queen of filling up an online shopping cart, and then slowly deleting items once I see the total….and ultimately just closing out of the window because I know I shouldn’t be spending the money.
So I’m sitting out here on our deck, cruising social media while Chris mows the lawn (you know, being really helpful and stuff) and this young family walks by with SEVEN children. All under the age of 5 (my guess). Little tiny children everywhere!
I really hope they’re babysitting.
I’m in love.
It’s currently 69 degrees outside with a nice cool breeze. It’s not supposed to even reach 80 this week.
I just turned off the AC, opened up the windows in the house, and immediately I’m craving sweatpants, football, chili, and a nice cold beer.
I do love the nice bronzing I get from summertime, but oh how I love the sweet sweet fall. I will bask in every second of this week’s fall weather tease, before we return to 1,000% humidity and 99 degree heat.
In a week and a half, summer camp will be over, therefore it will no longer be acceptable for me to wear gym shorts and t-shirts to work every day. Booooooo.
I will soon be in MAJOR need of some maternity jeans or pants/capris. Because, let’s be real, the whole “belly band” thing was great when I was first starting to bloat & show just a little bit….but now that I’m obviously bigger than I was before, give me ALL of the full panel maternity awesomeness.
Here’s my question: Have any of you had good experiences with clothes off of Zulily? They always have decently priced maternity pieces, but I just don’t know if chancing it is a good idea - especially on pants - because sometimes their return policy isn’t the greatest.
Or where should I be looking for decently priced maternity jeans/pants/capris?
Help me, friends!!