So, I've got my first show this weekend. I swear, six moths ago this seemed like a really good idea - now I'm several thousand dollars poorer, my living room looks like a crafts booth exploded all over it (because it did), I've completely fallen off the edge of the planet (everyone I *haven't* been communicating with for the last month - I'm very sorry.) and I fully expect to loose what shreds of sanity I have left by the end of the weekend. But I think it's worth it - because I have to find out if I can really do this.