I'm just hoping that I don't fall asleep with the glue on my fingers...seriously burning my candle on both the ends and tired? I apparently didn't understand the concept of "tired" until now.
It's an all out push to assemble the samples for TNNA in Cleveland. The planning for this event starts before the last show (Winter shows are usually in January) and the execution began nearly two months ago...so why on earth is there always a push/crunch/and yes panic at the end?
The bits for the workshop in Reno at Jimmy Beans Wool are not here yet. The crate is scheduled to leave here for Cleveland on Wednesday. Freight was scheduled for delivery...printing downtown...the details of this coming week or so are nearly overwhelming...even with my "big boy panties on."
Of course Brenda is traveling this past weekend and next so we're a little short handed (like by 75%) during those days...a weekend for Brenda is usually four days long so the math adds up too something ugly.
BUT...it is during these times of near panic that the hyper-creativity seems to rise/bubble/ooze to the surface. It's almost like one channels the adrenaline towards creativity. However that works...I'll take it. I don't need the panic, but I'll take the creative response.