We gather the kids and head out to the lake, where the other groups are starting to line up. There are eight other counselors with us, plus coordinators Georgette, Bev, and this guy named Frank, who I swear I’ve never seen before in my life. During the day, our job for the weekend is basically just to do whatever the coordinators tell us to do, whether that be helping the kids with their activities or just looking for the extra toilet paper. Day one has me inflating a bunch of floaties, and while it’s not the worst task I could be stuck doing, I kind of wish the workload were a little more intensive so I could stop thinking about Drew.

I call him during my lunch break, but the connection’s spotty, so we don’t talk long. He just unloads about how shitty things are at home and how he’s having trouble keeping Jordan’s spirits up. I promise that we can do something fun when I get back, but it sounds hollow. If I were a decent boyfriend, I’d be there now.

Friday, June 22

Lectabaeries posted:

Do you ever really love a blog because it’s so heartfelt and real, and then the creator just kind of ghosts and it feels like you’re watching season fifteen of a show that should’ve been canceled after five?

NotGreenberg replied: Do you mean the Meet Cute Diary? Because I feel that.

Ifyoumissme2 replied: You can just say the Meet Cute Diary.

Yeahyahya replied: I almost reblogged this and tagged the Meet Cute Diary, but I won’t.

As the day comes to a close, I whip out my phone to call Drew. Despite a pretty consistent but weak connection all day, I have zero signal. I fight the urge to hurl my phone into the lake.

Corny as ever, Devin’s got our kids grouped together in a circle around a campfire. I’m not sure where xe got the little pink ukulele from, but xe’s playing some chord while the kids sit around with marshmallows making s’mores.

I sit down next to xem, the heat tickling my face. It’s not even fully dark yet, but this whole state’s so goddamn cold, and I’m over it.

Devin leans into me, playing the uke and grinning like a total dork. I shove xem back, but xe doesn’t stop playing.

Devin starts singing some folk song, and xyr voice is super whiny and annoying, but it’s helping to calm my nerves a little. I know there’s not a whole lot I can do about the Drew situation, but it’s not like I’m saving his life or anything. I have to believe he’ll be okay for a weekend without me.