Kids Club Week... Enough Said.

Although the phrase 'Kids Club Week' undoubtedly sums up the day, i figured i'd elaborate slightly. We had 54 kids today (our smallest day this week...) and not a huge amount of leaders. First thing in the morning, one of the little ones got his head stuck in a tube and was running blindly around until he hit the bin. It was very amusing/slightly worrying that he'd pulled it down until it got stuck... But the day didn't get better from there.

We went to Citibeach in the afternoon for some beach volleyball. Unfortunately, the sand was too hot for the kids to stand and play on, which was ridiculous. We ended up mainly sitting in the shady edges making pathetic sandcastles out of the dry sand. Bor-ing. However, Dr.B maintained that if we'd been more enthusiastic we'd have been fine, and that we were bad leaders. I personally believe that we could have done more, but also that it was not entirely unreasonable of us to sit around with the kids considering that i couldn't even walk on the sand... plus, i am much better at the admin side, than the running around playing volleyball side. Couldn't defend myself, of course, as it would've looked like i was making excuses, which i'm not totally sure that i am. Gah, it was frustrating. I hate being told off, especially when i'm in charge! There were other people being more useless than me!! I may not be being entirely reasonable here, but at the moment i'm lucky to be even getting out of bed, so i feel that i am entiteled to a little whinge...?

Hopefully tomorrow will be much better and i'll have gingerbread and cool crafts to show for my troubles. Especially gingerbread. Because food, though it makes me fat, also makes me happy. An unfortunate irony.

I'm at boyfriends now, and i really just want to go home and eat chocolate. Pathetic, but true. I think i'll leave soon and go read in bed with junk food. I'll be as fat as a house soon, but at least i'll have eaten my feelings into oblivion...