11 Hours!

Eleven hours.  That is about how long I stood and washed dishes today.  I have had better days.  Actually business was hopping and I have several employees out right now which put me at the DW and I have to say I think it kicked my backside.  It just never stopped.  It took me 6 hours just to get through the pile of red baskets that we had building up continually.  Granted, I was not washing red baskets for 6 hours I simply was trying to start the red baskets but could never actually do so for 6 hours.  It was crazy.  I believe I washed every utensil in the place at least twice and some 3 times.  I am beat.  My feet are killing me.  My body just got tired.  I was having a lot of back pain, still am having the back pain.  Anyway, it was a long day and I am ready to pass out.  Big Jack was on hand as well and took it like a champ.  He did have the opportunity to sit and visit with some friends and he gave them probably the most in depth commentary on remote control air planes.  Fantastic.  He is a good boy and I don't like to stick him there in the office.  I have been fortunate for most of summer in that I haven't had to work a ton but today was a butt kicker.  I don't think I can do 11 hours of dish-washing ever again.