I haven't even opened the file to see how many words I added yesterday, but I know it wasn't many.
This morning -- it's not quite 10:30 as I write this -- I have finally started to load the car for Sunday's show. The canopy is the heaviest and most awkward item to load, but it has to go in first. That means I can get it in and out of the way and feel better about the rest of the stuff. So I did that first and . . . feel better. The tables had to be sprayed with bug killer before I could touch them, because they do attract spiders -- SCREAM! -- and then I hosed them off. They dry in the sun and I may slide them into the car this afternoon just to have that particular chore done.
I also packed a few of the smaller but heavy items.
Next is to check all my prices and labels and signs, as I know some of those need to be reprinted for this show.
Art shows are very much like writing. The fun part is making the jewelry and/or the other items for sale, just as the writing is the fun part of creating a book. But then there are the ancillary tasks, such as packing the car to go to a show or proofreading a 600-page manuscript, designing advertising flyers or crafting cover art, living with those annoying customers who stage whisper to their friend, "Don't pay $30 for that, Marge; you can make it yourself for five bucks!" or who leave an "I could write a better book than that!" review.
Go ahead and try!