That wasn't the end of our year - just the beginning of the end. This weekend was canoe training- 9-5 both Saturday and Sunday.
Naturally, I started getting a cold on Tuesday. By Friday afternoon, I was miserable. Yesterday morning I woke up feeling ok, but by noon I was not doing well. I mad a point of doing my canoe over canoe rescue yesterday in case I didn't make it back today. (The hardest part is getting back in the canoe, but I did it!)
This morning I felt worse, but the cold medicine worked well and I survived. It even waited until I was on my way home to wear off, which was great.
Next week: canoe camp.
And then we are done.
I told my co-leader that if she calls me on the 21st and tells me I have to do something for pathfinders, I will cry.