So for the last month all I've thought about, dreamed about and done anything about is the Holiday Boutique we participated in last weekend. We had high hopes since our last endeavor was less than stellar. I made new Bette Bags with rosettes and new Regina Messengers. I spent days sitting on the floor going through fabric scraps to make headbands and cuffs. My fingers blistered, then calloused, then bled.
Packing up all the bags to bring back home was depressing. And I wasn't sure I would be able to fit all the displays and merchandise in my car. I have officially earned the title "Pack Master." A distinction that carries much weight in our family, and I will honor it. In the end it was a good experience and we made more money than we would have sitting home watching football.