All of which are baring down on me as we hit the one month mark for the countdown for The Frozen’s release. Yes I said one month and technically I’ve already passed that while I was dealing with the familial distraction of summer camp with the boy.
See every year since 2007 I’ve been at some sort of summer camp. Sure initially the Boy Scouts lure you in with a day camp or two or a nice two day over night camp. Then as the boys get older you spend just one more night for outpost so the boys can get used to longer sessions at camp.
Now I take on myself the fact that I choose to be a leader in the Boy Scouts of America. I also choose to have this be the time I get to spend with my boy. Although as a Boy Scout once you step foot on the reservation you have no child at camp you have troop of kids and we are their models for behavior. (Warning to all who have me as a model there are other leaders too.)
This distraction comes with responsibilities that when you have less than thirty days to your book release date seems strange to give up twelve days to Boy Scouts. Two of those are travel days because I take my son to my father’s camp, which is in another council two states away. It’s a good thing though because my son is the third generation to enjoy the camp and learn it’s ways.
I’ll have to now decide if I want to distract myself for another seven days at his troop’s camp too. See how those day camps seem like not a big deal. But we are in the age of technology and we as leaders may melt down if we had to do it the old way and not check our email, facebook and twitter accounts regularly so even though we can’t get a phone signal we still can Wi-fi so I’m able to tell you how I’m counting down the days to release.
I’ll be doing KP and in between I’ll be editing The Frozen and hopefully getting it off and back from my editor. The one nice thing is I have the distraction of campfire programs, tribal duties (a story for another time) and the fact that I’m so hot sleep seems like something I should be doing every second of everyday if only I wasn’t singing, dancing and acting stupid so the boys will give me a strange look but secretly that’s why they come to camp. It’s fun, it’s a test of your endurance and most of all it’s a great distraction in the middle of the summer.