Camplore

Well, it wasn’t really summer camp, but it felt a lot like it. I left my kiddos under the watchful care of their father (LOL) and headed to Philmont for Philmont Leadership Challenge. The first week was staff development, and the second week was the course with the participants. Two weeks in the mountains of New Mexico instead of North Texas in August is definitely my cup of tea. We were even in the meadow at Lover’s Leap for the Perseid meteor shower. One of the best seats in the house.

I will admit, I am suffering a bit of Mom Guilt. My youngest started school Monday after I returned late Saturday night, so I missed Meet the Teacher night. And didn’t have my wits about me to hit the shopping trail for tax free weekend.

As for my eldest, he left my house a wreck. He moped around after the big celebration he held at my house when his buddies headed back to college. I still can hardly move him with a cattle prod. Argh.

So, the return home was culture shock for many reasons. After being around fun, responsible and energetic adults, I returned to the slug on the couch (the son, not the dad, who thankfully lives in another house on the other side of town). And the inevitable return to make-up, blow dryers and heels. I feel refreshed for the change of scenery, and not quite overwhelmed by the tasks awaiting me at home. I would definitely do this again, but it will take some time to accrue more PTO. The job’s critical, and it’s good to have something I enjoy to support my Scouting habit.