A prime example of my procrastination: I had this computer since seven, knew that I would need to leave as soon as my mom, brother and brother's friend got home from the show they went to, and I've only started this entry now that I've got the text that they're on their way.
I have been camping/volunteering at a musical camp! No internet, no computer, and due to the untimely demise of my USB (which I am still trying not to think about) no writing. It's been... somewhat relaxing, though I keep missing memes/news/etc. I don't remember what I missed last year (I'm sure there's something) but the time before that when I was on vacation (Japan in March 2015) I missed a huge meme in the 100 fandom (which I was actively into at the time, somehow). Farmer Murphy was the greatest meme I missed. I remember that I went on tumblr at the hostel in Japan (which actually didn't feel like a hostel, it just felt like a hotel that didn't have bathrooms in the rooms) and saw that out of my "Tumblr Crushes" (top 9 people I liked/reblogged from) four had Farmer Murphy urls and one had a regular Murphy url. Actually, tbh, my time in the Murphy fandom is a bit of an embarrassment at this point.
Okay, rambling, back to the point: camp is going well, or at least not terrible. It's Wednesday and we're... mostly on track... except for one thing. Albeit a major thing and the thing I'm primarily working on. We decided to make a backdrop for the backing of the stage -- we did it last year and it was fine -- but this year is... not going so well. Last year was spray paint on canvas, and while it was pretty light and kind of sketchy and poorly defined, it looked great. This year we had the grand idea of making two backdrops, for different parts of the musical, except this years our supplies are a disaster. The paint was donated, and it's all either gray or white. We had to mix the paint, but we had only tiny samples of each color. And the canvas is just a white sheet, requiring the ground where we're painting (which is also the stage) to be completely covered by materials that we barely have access to. We wanted to get the base coat on the main backdrop done by Tuesday morning at the latest, but we finished it... today. And we still have details to do. And one more backdrop. And we're nearly out of colour and don't have enough paint.
Yesterday was a lot worse on that front, really -- we (or maybe it was just me) sort of freaked because we needed green and got pale turquoise. It ended up working, but we lost all of our green, most of our blue, and half of our yellow. And some of our black because someone (I think it was me) thought that would make it darker. It did not. It made it gray-ish. It worked out by today, it's pretty much fine, but we still have details and one more to do by Friday morning. Worst-case scenario, we finish the one we started -- which is the "main" backdrop, which will be hidden for most of it but secured the whole time -- and get the second one done after the campers leave on Friday. Worst-worst, we finish it on Saturday and the backdrop change goes untested.
Other than that... the religion is less stifling than I expected, probably because we haven't done any prayers since Monday and the songs in the musical (which I hear ALL THE TIME NOW) are catchy enough that I can ignore the meaning. And I'm having fun, actually -- it's really nice to feel productive, and I don't feel that a lot. I'm also feeling a bit less stressed -- I mean, I am worried about missing things, but I can't really do anything about it, so I don't think about it a lot. I'm also reading... admittedly less than I wanted to, but I'm making steady progress through Voyage of the Dawn Treader and I'm a little bit into the second Thrawn book (whatever it's called I can't remember). And I'm... less annoyed at the fact that I'm sleeping on the ground. We're not camping camping -- we have a trailer -- but I'm in a tent and I pretty much hate it but it's better than sleeping in the trailer. I really wanted to stay home today -- we came back to see a show and I didn't go -- but no one else wants to get up at an ungodly hour to be back by nine, so going back soon. I'll miss my house. I already miss it.