I need to try to explain here just how tired I am.
I can't explain it.
It is more than words could bring to the senses.
So instead I'll simply say:
After NOT sleeping again last night, I worked out this morning at 6:30 (thinking that might help) and then worked the show and while there were no customers I made up cards for the retail customers and new price thingies and got bags ready and stuff...
Then at 6 pm, when the wholesale show ended I hurried up under the mistaken illusion that I could transform my booth from wholesale to retail in an hour or two and get to the bar and have my drink and supper and go to bed and get up in the morning to workout and go leisurely to the show opening at 10 am...
Well, at 9:30 pm I stopped lifting and carrying and schlepping and jogging with box after box after box from stock storage to my booth and back (a pretty darn long trip).
I gave up.
I went to the bar, had the martini, ate my supper, came upstairs, called housekeeping for more chocolate (gotta love a hotel that does the chocolate on the pillow thing...) and I'm about to go to bed.
Pray to the gods of sleep they bless me tonight.
No workout tomorrow morning, no leisurely walk to the opening of retail.
I'll be there at 8 am trying frantically to merchandize and price all the work in my booth.
And if the customers come and buy as I sense they might... (I already made a few retail sales to people who couldn't wait),
Well, it will be worth it.
But don't think for an instant that it is easy.