Sunday, June 27, 2010

growing pains...

Gosh I'm bad at this. I was getting so much better....and then June practically killed me.

But I'm back. No worries :)

I'm a boss. Did I ever tell you that?

And I don't mean like "Dude...she's boss"....I mean I'm actually a boss. Like I have thirty daycamp counselors that report to...well, me...and, on average, 120 kids to worry about every day. I'm a boss.

And I don't like it.

Don't get me wrong...I'm so grateful to be where I am. It's a great opportunity and I'm learning a lot. The thing is, that's kind of the problem.

Lots of learning...means lots of....blah. That's the only word for it.

I have to be confrontational...disgusting.
I have to handle budgets and finances...gross.
I have to be nice when parents aren't...fantastic.
I can't hand off questions. I'm the one that gets handed questions...wonderful.
I have to be a grown-up...sick.

It's hard stuff this grown-up business.

I have a feeling the end result is going to be good. I'll like it. I'll be happy about that.

It's just the process I'm not so keen on.

Any tips for the transition into adulthood? I could use a little help :)

2 comments:

Uncanny Colleen said...

HanBanan! I still have feelings of finally being a grown up. You know, when we bought a house and then had a baby, I thought, "Wow, I'm grown up!"

Then, when we moved for a job, I thought, "Oh, this is hard, I guess that we are still growing up."

When we had babies 2 and 3, I thought, "Now, finally, I'm grown up".

Bought House #2, Sold House #2, Had Baby #4, Lost Larry's dad, Bought House #3 and still each day, I feel like I am finally going through grown-up things. Each one has been different. Each one has made me more of a grown-up.

Yet, somehow, I can't give you any advise that you wouldn't have given me in anything that I have experienced: God will guide you through each step of the way!

I love you. You are a wonderful, grown-up, Little Sister!

Becky Kiser said...

You are doing fabulous! I'm so proud of you!!!

Only tip I have: come see me any time you need a pick me up.

Oh and one perk: you have a really great gift coming you way at the end of daycation-- a niece! :)