Well, the first week of camp mostly without a camp director is done, and I am exhausted. Okay, it’s not technically done, since four teachers are on-shift tomorrow morning, but it’s mainly done for me. I have the afternoon off and I’ll be needing it: I did a lot of camp direction work, as well as teaching my own class, for a week, and it has me worn down.
I’ve learned a lot in the last week, mainly about how complicated it is to work with 120 human beings and how hard it is to be asked to call many of the shots in some organization. It’s even more difficult and frustrating when several people are simultaneously trying to call the shots and the messages are getting crossed. Luckily, it looks like those problems will be resolved one way or the other… sort of… maybe.
So anyway, I have to go have a little bit of a nap now. The incipient cold I feel coming on is scratching around in the back of my throat, and I’m a little nervous about where it’s headed next. Napping is the key, I think.