I don’t know if I ever shared with you all, but I am the editor of our local paper here in Calais. It’s a great job that can be done mostly from home, and I do love it.
So, being our first summer here, I enrolled the kids in the local day camp. It’s swimming and playground and all the normal activities that kids love-with really amazing councilors to keep them all in line. They are having a great time, and since it is less than 2 blocks from my office at the paper, I was able to go in every day to work.
My sidekick, Rebekah also comes along. She is too young for summer camp, and I certainly would never leave her home every day. So she has her own desk and sticky notes and goodness knows, she has a deep love of highlighters. Here is a pic (not the best but you can see how seriously she takes her work):
Here I am, with a cool office, a fulfilling job, my girl comes with and yet- I am so excited that they only have 2 more weeks of summer camp, so I can go home! Not to be ungrateful at the opportunity I have, I am so homesick for my routine. It’s been fun, but I miss my pantry. Fall can’t come soon enough.
The interesting thing about being the Editor of a community newspaper, is that *you* are the paper. I don’t mind fielding calls or making corrections, but it’s hard to not be able to go somewhere without hearing *off the record* or *this isn’t for the paper.* It comes with the territory, but I am not used to it. Hopefully I will gain the people’s trust as someone who doesn’t throw gossip out there to get a reaction, and I can go grocery shopping without anyone noticing that I made a typo on page one and pointing it out to me in the produce aisle. I’m only half kidding.