Thank heavens the weekend coming is a long one. Three days sans kid obligations will likely finish things up nicely for the fair. Not to mention that Hannah has kindly volunteered to help me put tags and strings on things, stuff items into bags and do any other odds that her back will allow her to do. In exchange, I’m helping her to make a quilt for her father for Christmas (after the fair, of course). Fair deal.

So I’m chugging along steadily, not feeling particularly panicked (which may be a bad thing), just working solidly and consistently and progressing in leaps and bounds.It’s an odd way for me to work, actually, as I tend to do better when I feel the pressure of deadlines and their incumbent jolt of panic to the central nervous system (or is that coffee – hard to tell the difference sometimes). John’s the “slow and steady” one in the family. I’m the whirlwind procrastinator. Between us, we get things done.

Been ruminating on my upcoming gallery show as I churn through the myriad of smaller stuff I make for fairs. After I get the artisanal part of my life squared away (November 20) I can return to the artistic component of my job.

No time to get into this now, but I promise an entry on exactly what the show is and how things are going.

Keeping fingers crossed that this year’s craft fair is better than last’s. Last year I almost threw in the towel.

Back to the spice mines now…..