Girl Scout Day Camp starts next Monday. And I just realized we'll all be out of the house from 8am to 4pm. How weird is that?
So I've been trying to tie up some loose ends like sewing scrubs for my sister-in-law, knitting a sweater for my sister, emptying a bucket of party supplies from the same sister's bridal shower, going through the kids' school backpacks (hey, it's only been a week...). Because? I don't exactly know why but being out of the house from 8am to 4pm for a whole week is so foreign to me that it seems like I should get my affairs in order beforehand.
This Girl Scout Day Camp thing... I never went as a child so when I signed up as a volunteer I had no idea what to expect. (How's this for frugal? Since I'm a volunteer, Em goes free, Ally's fee is halved, and I only pay $20 each for Zach, Kyle, and Kelly. 5 days of camp for 5 for about $150? Beat that!) I've since learned there's this whole system: a unit leader, an assistant leader or two (my unit is short-changed and I'm the only assistant leader), 3 or 4 PA's, and then 15-20 girls. I've forgotten what PA stands for but they are teenagers. And I haven't worked with teenagers since I was one.
(Three paragraphs later and she gets to the point.)
I'm a bit freaked out about this teenager thing. If you haven't noticed, I'm only 28 (sing that Alabama song "In a Hurry to Get Things Done" in your head, you are welcome for your daily earworm). Most people I know with school age kids are in their 30's (or 40's). It's always fun when the age thing comes out, for example at the twins' end of the year soccer party someone mentioned starting high school in 1977 and several parents were like, yep me too. Um... I was kinda sorta born that year.
So I barely fit in with adults and I'm 10 years older than the teenage PA's. Now I'm glad I haven't had my hair highlighted again yet, maybe the gray will keep anyone from mistaking me for a teenager. (My mom went mostly gray in her early 30's but we'll go into that another day.)
(Point, point, it's here somewhere.)
Oh right, freaked out about the teenagers. When I see them around, they seem like a totally different species. Kind of hard to believe I was one a decade ago. Then again I'm thinking maybe I just don't relate well to anyone anymore. So far the unit leader has been happy to tell the PA's what to do (we've had 3 quick meetings together), maybe I'll leave it at that. I'm a good lemming, I'll just follow the crowd.
Out of the house from 8am to 4pm and working with teenagers. My world is going to be completely upside down next week.
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