Framing.
Labeling.
Wrapping.
It seems that things are getting done for the show on Saturday.
Some parts are fun - stamping titles, and wrapping notecard sets with old pattern paper. Which brought back fond memories of watching Mom lay out the makings for a new dress on the dining room table, explaining what that black bias arrow was, and how tucking the pins through the pattern and fabric twice held it much more securely.
Much of this process has been good. I'm learning some things about myself. The momentary panic attacks seem to have subsided. Thinking through the details is right up my micro-manager alley. And I've even done some hard things- including asking for help. Twice! Something that is very difficult, and rarely done over here, and both friends said, "Yes"! One is coming with me a day early, and driving! The other is stopping over here the night before, just to reassure me that everything's all ok- the plan, the display, the pricing, what I'm wearing... Me.
Yup, it's all going to be ok.
