This first week was.... well... let's just say.... an adventure. We started on Tuesday with the Freshman only, Wednesday brought the delight of all students and finally .... six gallons of ketchup later, it was finally Friday.
After a nice weekend at camp, I went to work this week, determined to get into a routine that I can work with for the remainder of the year. I think I've done it. Work like a freak for 3.5 hours, sweat profusely, and then go home.
This year there are 2 lunch lines and only one cashier. Nice. I feel like I'm in one of these everyday:
I wonder what their mother's kitchens look like after they eat at home?
Edited to add: The tables don't look like this after they go through but the floor definitely does. blech