Morning...

12:30am- [phone rings, it’s Assistant Program Director A… never a good thing at 12:30]: “galoshes… laundry room… standing in water… not sure what happened.”

I happen to also be the proud owner of galoshes, so I told her I would put them on and be over in a flash. This is the third night I’ve had to deal with something after midnight. What is going on?!?

Because my knowledge of washing machines ends at putting in detergent, I was really just there for triage. We mopped and swept water for about a half an hour. The laundry room is in the basement of a really old house at camp and the floor is very uneven. So getting the water into the drain required quick feet and brooming skills. We did the best we could, turned on a fan and went to bed. My dad can figure out what is wrong today and the Work Crew can do some more clean-up.

5:00am- Vomit EXPLOSION… all over my bed… very sick dog.

I took him outside, pulled everything off my bed and have been sitting with him on the couch ever since. He looks miserable and I’m not sure what is wrong. I have not yet activated his puppy health insurance as I have only had him 4 weeks (the first of which I wasn't sure I was going to keep him and the other three have been 12-15 hour intense days of training and camp). Also, I don't have one moment of free time today between now and about 4pm. I'm not sure how I will manage to squeeze in a trip to the vet. Also, I hate the vet in this tiny town.

Meanwhile, the other puppy is furious that we woke up early, that I am not paying attention to her and after a short fit, finally managed to calm down when I let her sit in between my laptop that I am currently typing on and my chest.

6:00am- The heavens have opened up for the sixth day in a row. Yesterday and Tuesday, the rain was just a few short bursts throughout the day, but all other days this week we have had to completely alter the schedule. Today is parent day and so I am PRAYING that the rain ends soon. Otherwise the day will include wet parents, wet kids, loading luggage in the rain and a closing program crammed into the dining hall, rather than my brand new fancy stage.

Week one has been a little rough... 9 more to go- let's hope it calms down a bit...