Packed up, three pallets, shrink-wrapped, labeled, bill of lading filled out.
Thank GOODNESS for my awesome Philly crew. Really. What a gift to my heart, soul, spirit... not to mention my mental health and body! I CAN NOT believe I used to do it all myself. Wow. I was a very strong, persistent, and determined FOOL!
But now, all done. Finished with this Big Show.
Show good. All the other artists reported that too.
I don't know the numbers yet, as I've been too sick to do anything but get through the days and survive the nights; thrashing about, checking the time, trying to sleep and breathe and not cough. I really hate being sick. Can you tell?
I am feeling better now though, it finally broke. I am coming alive again.
I have the whole day tomorrow to:
sleep. As late as I want. And then even later.
Go to museum.
Do more paperwork.
Sleep some more...
We'll see what gets checked off on THIS list.
If I were you, I'd bet bunches of money on the sleep thing...