Better get cracking on my float.

Better get cracking on my float.

This week has been Hell Week for me. Scrambling to get a good amount of merchandise created for Handmade Parade this coming Saturday. Two days from today. TWO. DAYS. One. Two. That's it.

The time crunch is a bit tougher with a less than cooperative toddler who could probably care less about going to JoAnn's, SAS, and Michael's sometimes multiple times a day. Granted, if I had my head on a bit straighter, there would have just been a blowout trip to get everything I could possible need (and not really need). One fell swoop. Alas, I have failed miserably at my own mantra to keep every second organized. One screw thrust into the well thought out plan and everything goes right down the toilet. Swish!

If you're interested in seeing how disheveled I am at the event (or just want to check out my goodies. My merch you perv), come out on Saturday.

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