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| Yep. Home sweet home for the week. |
I might look into treatment for post-traumatic stress syndrome. If you remember, I mentioned my friend J and I were the only chaperons for our school besides our principal. Thankfully, we all had similar reactions to the camp. I wouldn't have made it through without them.
Even though I wrote an 18-page summary of our trip and could curl your toe-hair with some of our experiences, I'll only share how every conversation between J and I started, and we had these conversations roughly 75 times a day.
"Why would they..."
• …not buy a cheap bottle of soap with a pump for our bathroom? (See photo below.)
• …not serve the chocolate milk when it’s fresh?
• …have such a small, old, rusty trash can for a bathroom that serves 40 women?
• …have only three shower stalls for 40 women?
• …not have locks on the bathroom stalls?
• …not have hooks or shelves in the showers for your towels and clothes? (There was one shelf. I think the picture below says everything on that subject.)
• …not clean the carpets occasionally?
• …not give a discount to people staying in the moldy, stinky basement? (That would be us.)
• …not fumigate? Two HUGE spiders were in the basement. One was gigantic, orange and on one of our girl's jeans in her duffel bag. Both spiders had to be killed. Another girl had a giant moth on her bed, which we honestly thought was a leaf. Nope. It flew.
• …not have shelves for the bunks in the basement when they have them upstairs and at the lodge?
• …have such unappetizing, un-kid-friendly, yucky food? (We are convinced the chicken over biscuits was really muskrat over biscuits--especially since we watched a counselor skin a muskrat the night before. My sloppy joe tasted like I was chewing on a construction worker's armpit. Also, our salisbury steak meowed at me. I've never tasted beef like that. Purr...)
• …not have adequate cleaning supplies if we’re supposed to clean the place?
• …make the kids pass a helmet around without spraying it with lice spray?
• …have four huge bins of dirty clothes for the kids to dress up in for the weather skit—it’s scabies waiting to happen.
• …make the nightly presentation an hour and a half? It’s WAY too long.
• …sing songs meant for 8-year-olds?
• …not have any furniture to sit on besides the bunk beds and a few hard, metal chairs?
• …have such overgrown bushes? Trimming them doesn’t cost anything.
• …not mow the lawn? Again, basic maintenance.
• …not give everything a fresh coat of paint?
• …not have water fountains to drink from? Does anyone drink from a sink next to the toilet? That’s like drinking from the toilet. I have a photo of the one drinking fountain we were supposed to drink from the entire week. Yes, it is connected to a bathroom sink and is less than two feet away from the toilet. (I can't look at this picture without having chills run up and down my spine.)
J and I made several runs for cases of bottled water. I could go on and on and on.... But I'm home! I will put the week behind me eventually. :)
On a happy note, I have a few exciting announcements--Wendy Burke, my good friend from Maumee Valley RWA, just released her debut historical romance novel, Respite, through Decadent Publishing! Congratulations, Wendy!
And Dora Hiers has good news too. Her debut inspirational romantic suspense novel, Journey's End, is now available through White Rose Press! Congratulations, Dora!
It's SOOOO good to be back! I can't wait to catch up with you all!
Happy Monday!





