We’ve completed our first “transition week” between school and camp - and it went just fine. Lots of preparation as far as lunch options (I don’t know why lunch is always such a black hole for me), good weather so we could use the pool, and still keeping up my exercise routines made the week go by fast. Bobby officially started Invisalign Thursday, so this is our lives for the next two years. He says he’s already wishing he’d gotten braces instead. I warned him all the tooth brushing was a pain in the ass. You do get used to it, though (I had Invisalign probably 20 years ago). I will admit, Bobby’s teeth are really crooked, way more than mine were at his age, so it really is best that we do this now. I just hope he stays vigilant and it all works out. The real test will come next week when he’ll be away from home all day.
Speaking of next week, tomorrow they start at the volunteer camp. This morning he asked me for more details, and when I explained what he’d be doing all day (building habitats, making disaster preparedness bags, etc) he asked, “are you sending us to a labor camp?” I said it’s a volunteer camp where you do things to help people and that you can’t just do things that are fun 100% of the time. He said he wants to just do things that are fun 100% of the time. So apparently he shares Viv from Spinal Tap’s life philosophy: “have a good time all the time. That’s my philosophy, Marty”.
I am definitely a bit worried about how next week is going to go. It’s that old parenting thing of how much do you allow your child’s complaining to influence what they do (as with our violin disaster). If they come home Monday and say they hated it and don’t want to go back, what the hell do I do with that…? I mean, I can always tell them they have to try it one more day, but it’s not going to be like the camps they’re used to where they just play all day. And Bobby, at 13, has to be a helper. Thankfully this camp is only a week. And odds are it’ll be fine even if they don’t love it. But I do have anxiety about it. I also have to make them lunches every morning, which does not thrill me. Oh well, it’s only a week.
In the meantime, my event looms just 2 1/2 months away, and I’ve had to start planning in earnest. Flights are being bought, rooms reserved, schedules arranged. I’m starting to relax a bit as far as financial fears. Things could still all suddenly go south at any point - especially if we end up in a war, or martial law is declared across LA, or whatever fucked up authoritarian thing starts happening. But as of this moment I have not seen a flood of refunds, and my numbers are keeping par with last year. I still need 300-400 people to make my mark, but past years have shown I always get those numbers in the last two months. So I’ve started to realize maybe, just maybe, we’ll be ok.
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