Halfway!

I have been at camp for 6 weeks exactly today, and I have exactly 6 more weeks until I leave.  I can't decide if I feel like I just got to camp and the weeks have flown by, or if it feels like I've already been here for a super long time and the fact that I'm only halfway done is unbelievable...either way, halfway.  It's hard to believe.

But, it is the halfway mark.  And as a present to myself for making it halfway, I finally bought myself my first pair of Chacos!

Aren't they lovely? Designed them myself. *puffs chest out proudly* Anyways, so this whole gluten-free thing was going really well until Monday of last week.  I had an off night from camp, so Chris and I went to Nacogdoches for the night.  Well, there's a Buffalo Wild Wings in Nacogdoches, and I happen to not be able to resist eating there any time it's an option.  Also, my meal of choice happens to not be gluten-free, and my resolve for remaining gluten-free is not as strong as my resolve for some good spicy garlic wings.  So, I was pretty solidly gluten-free for about a month, and I plan to resume it for the rest of the summer sometime this week, but as it happens, the day after I ate at BWW I experienced a bit of heartache and my resolve for being gluten-free was once again eclipsed by my resolve to instead focusing on not feeling like I was dying inside.  But I understand that can't be my excuse forever, and I made a promise to myself that I would be gluten-free for the summer.  So, I've had this week of weakness, but I refuse to let it last longer than that.  So there is my gluten-free spiel.  

As for the heartache...I hate how God has to teach you lessons sometimes. But, in the past couple weeks, because of what's been going on, I have been pushed so much closer to God.  If I don't do my quiet time each morning, then that day is lost.  I'm cranky, on edge, sensitive, hurting, verging on depressed, angry, etc etc.  It's not pretty.  So basically, God is the glue holding me together right now.  Which I understand is how it should always be, but it's not how it's been for me for the past couple years now, and I will admit it's kind of nice being back in this place.  I hope I don't leave it any time soon...or ever.  

I'm home right now...but I have to be back at camp by 8:30 tomorrow morning.  So instead of sleeping here and having to leave at 5:45 in the morning to make it back on time, I am going to get on the road in the next hour or two, push my way to camp, and then just sleep there so I will just be able to sleep til 8:30 in the morning instead, thus not being absolutely dead all day tomorrow at camp.  Short break, considering I didn't get home til 3 today.  But I had some wonderful mother/daughter time where I got a new computer battery and phone case, had some lovely mexican food for dinner, and was re-acquainted with the guy who sold me my laptop my senior year of high school/the guy I named my laptop after...pathetic? Maybe. Amusing? Absolutely.  Also clever, I think, because his name is Cole, and my computer is black (coal is black)...it's punny, ok? Anyways.  

Time to go have some friend time by the pool. 

Courtney

P.S. I just need to say that the amount of candy I have had this summer is ridiculous.  That AD cabin is dangerous.  Also, refrigerated Reeses are Heaven sent.