It's been a VERY productive week. The girls and I have worked at a pace that I didn't even know was possible. We have moved every piece of furniture, swept every floor (twice), scrubbed, vacuumed, and organized. I have gone to bed each night feeling happy with the progress, excited for the weeks ahead and although physically tired, absolutely energized by the work.
But today I am feeling drained. Maybe I overdid it yesterday, or maybe it's just been a long week of physical labor for someone used to sitting in an office, but today I woke up feeling like I got hit by a train. And emotionally, I'm feeling drained too. I've always wanted to work at a big camp that had lots of wonderfully old, rustic buildings that I could use for any kind of programming I could dream up. And now I do, and on a daily basis, I am charmed and swept into the magic of this place that has provided so much to so many over the years. I am honored to join in that history and tradition and eager to play a role in the future. But the amount of what needs to be done here is OVERWHELMING. The main buildings are ready to go, but there are little buildings all over this property that I've never even been in, and each time I open one, I find a whole new list of tasks that need to be added to the "to do". It is DAUNTING.
And unfortunately, our enrollment numbers are still low and so every time I duck into the office to take refuge from the crushing needs around me, I find a new email from my boss, letting me know more staff need to be cut, weeks need to be cut and "budget meetings didn't go well". I have made this place my home, thrown all of my physical and emotional energy into making it as quality as possible, so hearing news like this is crushing. I'm trying to remain focused on the projects in front of me and working hard regardless of what the numbers say. But I want to crawl back into bed today.
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