Packed and Outa Here, Baby

The rare smile on J.!

I'm cold.

And wet.

We packed it all up for the Atlanta gift show today — display materials, glass shelves, black springy floor, desk, chair, lights, coiled cords, step-ladder, hand-cart — on two pallets and a third pallet with boxes of one of everything we make, all shrink-wrapped, all in the rain. Finished just as it began to get dark, toes wet, black beret dripping rain down my nose. Good gawd I was ready to be done.