100 Days of Summer | 10 of 100
Racing to beat the storm.
As I sat on my 8am conference call I watched the light in the sunroom go from day to night as the storm rolled through. I thought to myself, oh no, not again. The day before we had been a mess of rain coats and umbrellas and a trip back home to change for work. Not exactly a scenario I wanted to repeat.
And so, with wet hair and half dressed for work I threw them into the car and raced to camp. Summer break for the working parent is not for the faint of heart.