WTF?

Things have escalated much faster than they were supposed to.

Farmer's Market lady called last night to tell us we had a booth for Saturday if we wanted it... Whatthef? I thought it was supposed to be a year?! I thought I had months to build up a sizable card collection?! It would seem not. And would it be foolish to say no? Would they "black ball" us from future markets? Would our name come off the list, and would we henceforth be known as "those girls who said no?"

It's not a chance Nikki is willing to take. Thus, my not having a life for the next two days. Instead, I will be at the market on Saturday pushing whatever number of cards I can madly make after work between now and Saturday at 8:00 a.m.

Last night I had a sweatshop of sorts set up. Adam and Gary were unbelievably helpful--Adam cut all my paper and folded cards (I'm so lucky to have him...), and Gary managed not to pee on anything but his litter. However, I now have a claw of sorts from using the scissors for 3 hours straight... Sigh. No one said it would be like this...