Stacy left Sunday to go to Alabama to be in Rachel and Will’s wedding. But not before she left me her cold. Which means I have been inside most of my time here. I have been sick since, but they have been the best sick days of my life. I decided to embrace my illness and enjoy my time. I have eaten lots of soup. I have stayed nice and warm, cuddled up in blankets reading. That much of my reading is “the Encyclopedia of counseling” I am basically memorizing for my upcoming licensure test is totally fine. I have taken breaks by reading two other books, one fun, one serious, The Girl with a Dragon Tatoo, (recommended and insisted upon by Josh Sandos, and Josh, I have to say, not bad for being written by a commie) and The Life You Save May Be Your Own(Recommended by Shannon and already is making be want my life to be more Monk-Like). We have finished two weeks of camp and Tomorrow is Teen Camp, which means I will need prayer that I will like high schoolers again. I used to love high schoolers. At least I thought I did. That will probably mean more studying for me, which is probably a good thing. It is beautiful here and I the few moments I have been feeling better I have been walking and praying up in the woods and I have loved ever minute I haven’t been coughing or blowing my nose. I can’t think of a better way to spend a summer. That is if one is sick and has to cram for a giant test.
say hey to sarita for me!