....when you're up against the clock.
My sister had to bow out of her craft vendor spot at a festival due to sudden surgery and very kindly offered it to me.
The organizers agreed to it so there I was for two weeks, every night, sewing machine smokin' !!
I was really glad I did this because I made some great contacts and sold a lot of bags.
I had such a great time that you couldn't tell I'd slept only 7 hours for two nights prior to the festival! I was pretty tickled about that! It reminded me of 30 years ago, in my 20's, when I could work all day, stay up all night and work the next day. I was pretty darned proud of myself..........until the festival was over at 4 p.m. and somebody hit me over the head with a goofy stick.
Comatose. Head turned completely upside down. Yea....that was me! And as always, saying "never again"......until the next time.
And girls....thank you all SOOOOOO much for your comments on my last post and making me feel worthy of posting again. What kindred spirits you all are!!