So it's day two here at Kanuga and I LOVE CAMP. Seriously. This week at Kanuga is "orientation week". Each program is spending this week just getting acquainted with their fellow counselors and most importantly, cleaning up the buildings and preparing everything for the kids. Well, needless to say the Baker Building has needed some serious TLC. Me and my counselors (WHO ROCK, btw) spent the whole day practically up to our elbows in bleach and dust. I have to admit I was pretty proud of myself today. I killed off a huge spider nest that I found creepin in the corner of the room (not to mention the bug crawling on my computer screen as I type), and I dominated the bucket of bleach like a champ. By the end of the day, I was sweaty and dirty and tired. But you know what? Diva went on a "hike" after all of that work. Holla!
Just being here for the past 48 hours has made me so eager for this summer. I absolutely love my counselors that will be working with Children's Programs, and the other counselors in the other programs. I love my boss, I love my cabin, I love Kanuga. Granted, the bugs could lay off a little. And some AC would be nice every now and then. But being in the mountains just opens my mind to an entire new mindset. A mindset that's open and adventurous and willing to do a lot more than the Diva would ever consider doing. One of my fellow counselors, Chelsea, and I took a stroll around the lake this afternoon, and I found myself stopping at one point completely in awe of the fact that I get to work here and live here for an entire summer. It's funny because when I talk to the girls that live here and tell them about Darlington and how flat and humid it is, they are just like "oh, that's weird. I can't imagine not living here." I caught myself thinking today that I could get used to the hills and the cool breeze, and the shady trees, and the constant trails to hike on...whoa. Did I just say that? Oh bye, Diva.
Lesson of this week: It's weird the things we discover about ourselves when we step out of our comfort zones just a little--enough to get sweaty, dirty, and sunburnt. Me? Well, just in the past 48 hours, I've discovered that I might not be such a Diva after all.
Tonight was pretty interesting. After we got back to our cabin and took a nap and showered, we took a stroll to see what was for dinner--since spinach stuffed porkchops didn't sound so appetizing, a few of the counselors who have been coming here for years decided they would open my eyes to the wonderful place that is Hotdog World. And man, let me tell you. I've never seen a bunch of people get so serious about a hotdog. But, I'll let them have it. My corn dog rocked. We then took our second trip to Wal-Mart(see? I'm not completely out of touch with society) to get some things for the Baker Building that we needed. I did something I've never done before--I was responsible for the company credit card. That's right. I said it.
If you ask Mom and Greg about me and credit cards, the story never goes very well. Let's just say a trip to Belk to buy a dress turned into a trip to Belk to buy a few dresses...and some jeans...and some jewelry...and some sunglasses. Whoops. Anyways, after our responsible trip to walmart, we returned to watch a movie in our little cabin. Actually, it's a pretty nice set up. As of right now, I have a room to myself, and I share a bathroom with another Assistant Director, Ellen. We still have a few girls that haven't moved in yet, but I'm fighting to keep my room to myself--it's smaller than the rooms at Presby. I'll post some pics as soon as I can, but until then I'll leave you with this:
Anyway, I love camp. I love my counselors. I love the mountains. I love this life. I'm starting to think that Diva might leave sooner than I thought she would.
PS: please pray for my mama. She's in the hospital having some tests run and it's pretty hard being 4 hours away and relying on texts and emails to keep up with her condition. Thanks, pals.
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