I hired myself to work at camp doing odd jobs and housekeeping. My first project was the laundry room in the CGC. For I don’t know how long now I have been pretty unhappy with the way that it looks. I spent three hours doing laundry, sorting towels, and throwing away anything and almost everything that had been piling up on and underneath tables including left behind clothes, toiletries, and candles from the 70’s.

Apparently also I threw away a couple of the housekeeper’s chargers. She is currently as I type digging through the main camp dumpster where I threw everything out. I have not helped more in this area because I have felt like I can’t do anything if my own house isn’t spotless. I don’t imagine this person is very happy with me. The last thing I want is her quitting over something like this and I feel for her truly but…

Ug. I was feeling good until that part happened. Well anyway, it looks better. Josh said he would pay me the same wage she is getting. There is enough to keep me busy whenever I have time to go over there and the nice thing is I can be free and pretty self-starting without having to ask what to do. It’s like an unspoken permission to just do what needs to be done. It’s almost like turning into the scary camp lady with standards.