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It's raining right now. The National Weather Service predicts that it will last all day. What happened to the beautiful weather they were predicting earlier in the week? We leave to go camping today, and we're going to get soaked. Even the tents won't be dry inside because we'll be putting them up in the rain. It's also chilly. It's only supposed to get up to about 70 today. It's 80 inside the house, so if I dress for the outdoors, I'm going to sweat to death before we leave, but I have to dress for the weather, too. I'll just have to change before we leave.

I've got a couple of windows and the front door open in hopes of cooling off the inside of the house. There's no point in being hot when it's cool outside. (I'm not worried about it getting too cold in here. The airflow isn't good enough for that, more's the pity.)

We had a softball game last night. Cordelia hit twice and struck out once. She tagged a player out at third, catching the ball when it was thrown to her. Scott missed seeing that because he was playing a game on his phone. I know softball's slow, but it's important to watch when Cordelia's on the field. (Softball is really, really slow to watch. It's dull, really dull.) At least this game was at a field where there's shade.

I think Cordelia's team won. At any rate, they stopped the game with the last inning halfway done. Cordelia's team would have been up to bat, but if the team that's going to bat last is ahead, they can choose to end the game instead. It was past 8:30, so I'm glad they made that call. It was still past ten when Cordelia got to bed.

evalerie visited yesterday to drop off the pads Cordelia and I will use to sleep on. It was good to see her as it's been a while. We chatted about kids and schools and Scott's job.

I'm working half-heartedly at packing. I have my clothes. It's the other stuff I'm still gathering. I have to bring enough stuff to keep me busy all day tomorrow while everybody else is hiking and so on. I'm also not sure I can bring both pillows (one for my head and one for my knees. The one for my knees is more important). I managed it for fifth grade camp, but I was bringing less other stuff for that. Oh, well. I've got nearly seven hours. I'll manage somehow.

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It's now 58 F outside. It's no longer raining, but it's cold. I'm going to have to put on a sweatshirt before we leave, and I'll probably end up sleeping in it because it might get as cold as 47 F tonight.

Poor Cordelia is out in shorts and a t-shirt because we assumed it would get warmer as the day progressed. It hasn't. It's gotten colder, and she's outside all day. We'll have to break into her suitcase to pull out long pants and her sweatshirt before we leave for camping.

I think Cordelia's sleeping bag is just barely rated for a night as cold as this one might be. Maybe I should trade with her if she'll let me. My sleeping bag is an old army surplus thing that Cordelia thinks is ugly, but it should be warmer than hers. Her sleeping bag is new, something she picked out for herself. I'll see what she thinks.

I hope there are enough tents, too. The last time I checked the sign up sheet for who's bringing what, there were still tents listed with no names next to them to say who was bringing them. There will be eight to ten girls and three adults, and the adults have to sleep separately from the girls (Girl Scout rules say that if an adult shares a tent with girls, there must be at least two, non-related adults in the tent. Our tents are all two and three person tents, so putting two adults in one either eats all the space or leaves one girl alone with the adults, something none of the girls want).

I did find a second flashlight, so Cordelia and I are both covered that way. Neither flashlight is particularly strong, but hopefully, they'll be good enough for finding the outhouse in the middle of the night.

I hope, too, that there's enough room for all of our stuff in the vehicle that's taking us to camp. There will be stuff for three people shoved in the back-- sleeping pads, sleeping bags, suitcases and backpacks, plus whatever else we need to bring-- and there will be six people in the car. The campsite is close enough that Scott can bring anything we have to leave (it's about ten miles up the road), but that will cost money for getting into the park and will take a good bit of time. The park hosts fireworks tonight, and people start trying to get in pretty early. We're in a different part of the park from where people will be coming in to watch, but it'll be the same long line to get in.

I can't believe we're really doing this. I very much don't want to go, and that's before the weather started getting nasty.

Scott is pretty sure he's working 3 a.m. to 7 a.m. tomorrow. He says they need somebody, and he's the only one who hasn't worked overtime so far this week. This doesn't count as working on the holiday for bookkeeping purposes because 3 a.m. to 7 a.m. is considered part of the previous day because the shift it's part of starts at 11 p.m. The new day starts at 7 a.m. not at midnight.