Back from ConQuesT, exhausted and relieved.
I spent Thursday night at the emergency room rather help with the artshow setup, only to be patted on the head and given a clear liquid diet and orders to see my GP after the holiday. All of which did NOTHING for my shakes and skyrocketing blood pressure. Grrr. I survived Friday by taking lots of naps and drinking Gatorade, but was still shaking like a leaf through midday Saturday. I finally got hungry and ate a plain baked potato on Saturday evening, then was back on solid food Sunday. Not my favorite was to spend a con, but better than spending it in the hospital, right?
Art sales were slow, but I did sell a couple prints. Saw old friends. Had a relative good time. Now I have to pack and ship the unsold art back to the artists. I should have that done by the end of the week. Tomorrow… it’s back to work.