thank god this week is over

If you were in the surf camp this week, you might have seen me if you looked in the office. I was pretty much sitting at the computer from sun-up to sun-down. Wait, I was there until way after sun down. I surfed every day from Sunday until today with the exception of Wednesday (yes I'm keeping track), but besides the daily surf session I was working from when I woke up until I went to bed. Why? hmmm....I was out of town the last three out of four weeks, so this had something to do with it. San Diego to Tamarindo to Mal Pais/Playa Hermosa/San Jose to Orlando back to Tamarindo, and to where next? I don't know. Larry was gone so I was covering for him in the office. I have bills to pay to keep this thing running, and without money it gets hard to pay said bills. When you own the company and don't receive a paycheck it can be really cool or really lame, depending on how sales are doing. From the Tamarumors I've been hearing the town has been pretty slow, but thankfully the surf camp is doing well enough. My family is still in San Diego, though they're coming back in the next few days. My dad PK is coming down with them, helping Holly to fly with the boys and also to hang out in CR for a few weeks. I don't have the heart to tell him that Tamarindo has been out of weed for the last week. Maybe this is why I've been working so much lately? All I know is that I really miss my boys, I haven't seen them since January 5th. Happy is fully walking now, I can't wait to see. He turns 1 on the February 1st, we're having a birthday party at the surf camp and if you're reading this you are invited. Normally I spend hours each day with my wife and kids, but the last three weeks have been all about work. Its gotten to the point where I wonder why I do this to myself, but to be honest the surf camp has become a big business, much bigger than what I'm able to run on my own sometimes. I make it up as I go. Work has been tough. For the dozens of happy guests that we had at WRSC over the holidays, we had one unhappy one, Mr Buswell. I guess he has a lot of time on his hands as he spent it writing a nasty reviews online about the surf camp. His first and biggest complaint had to do with the waves while he was here. Maybe he doesn't realize that we have no control over the surf. Maybe he doesn't realize that when he does things like this he jeopardizes everyones job here and makes it that much harder. Since he owns his own company I would think he might understand, but in the end of the day you simply cannot make everyone happy. I and everyone else at the surf camp are committed to customer service, and everyone from Larry to Marcela to Marcos to Hazel bent over backwards for the guy. What can you do? Not much really, so I'm thinking I should send him a stripper. Not a cute one though. I have a snake living in the floorboards of my house. It keeps me from falling asleep for that extra five minutes. I've seen it multiple times, its a boa. Not a huge one, but still, its a boa. I guess its not poisonous, but the thought of a large snake crawling under the floor is kindof creepy. I'm not going to kill it though. The surf was fun today. I went to the Negra area with Chris, Hippie Tom, and Pat aka Terminator. We then went out to dinner with Randy and Toni Dietz for Randy's birthday. I stayed up late watching A Scanner Darkly on Cinemax two nights ago, what a trip that was. Then last night another movie called the Lookout, this time about a head injury. Both movies made my head hurt but not in a bad way.

Tomorrow is another day, and its going to be a good one I can just tell.