I survived Crafty Bastards!

AND my friend deliciousginger is still speaking to me after all the navigating (not to mention helping me keep my left and right lanes straight on the highway) and the heat and the hipsters and the heavy lifting, so I think it can be considered a success.

Now I'm working on trying to make the fall show. It all hinges on figuring out how The Boy will get to school the following Monday. Currently I have no ideas except asking C to be late for work. That, or planning on driving all night after I pack up the car and leave the show which doesn't sound very exciting at all.

I'm still tired from the weekend. I have catch-up on orders to do today but I really just want to sit in front of my fan, eat ice cream, and watch Toshiro Mifune kick some bandits' butts. Being your own boss kind of means no days off.

I made a decent amount of money at the show but then I sat down today and wrote out bills and have only enough left to order the supplies I need to make more stuff. I'm glad some of my outstanding bills are paid but it would have been nice to have a little more extra to have fun with. I guess this is responsible adulthood or something.

What a rip-off.