Last night I had a scary dream...
I dreamt that it was time for our camp staff appeciation banquet and I apparently thought I could handle planning and executing EVERYTHING for it. Without prior preparations. I was trying to make sure the turkey got cooked fully at the same time I was trying to finish putting together the game board for Camp-Family Feud. I was trying to make to make alfredo sauce without a recipe while people were telling me it was time to make the thank you speech. Supper was late, the games didn't go as planned (in fact they went horrible) and no one recieved a candy beside their plate.
Everyone was very, very angry with me. There was yelling coming at me from all sides causing me to cry my big, green eyes out. It was horrible. Just when I thought I couldn't take it any longer and I was making plans to fly to Romania and change my name to Olga I woke up. I woke up to realize that the appreciation banquet is almost a month away still.
And then I decided to ask Debbie to be in charge of the meal.
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