I feel like I’ve been talking about this school thing too much, so I’m going to say a few more things and then be done for a while. I told my supervisor that I’m not going to be needing the internship after all. Today after practicum I was already scheduled to get a tour of the inpatient unit on the hospital. I had not had a chance yet to talk about the change of plans, but it was good for me to go over and see it. It confirmed for me that I would not have been happy there.

Working with other people, and overseeing them, is a difficult thing. I see this from watching my husband be in charge at the camp. The boss holds all the complaints, suggestions and problems. If the CGC is out of toilet paper, he gets the list. I don’t know if he actually shops for it anymore, but if someone else buys something, he gets the receipts. If someone thinks it’d be nice for the camp to hold a particular retreat, he’s the one brainstorming about it when I get home.

Casper was sitting outside the front door. I guess that means we’re keeping him but I don’t know yet if his name is going to stick. I don’t think it’s ever taken this long for us to settle on a stray cat name before. The kids have a poll going in their discord camp group asking a few other camp people what they think his name should be. I never did mention here that our older cat Ghost passed away last summer. We buried him on the morning of the July full moon.