For the past week, my house has been filled with punk music, endless tapping and a man that refuses to shave till he's done. Thank God that we can see the finish line. I'm not complaining, I just like the Mr. Clean look.
I have spent the past few weeks rebuilding the booth since the set back. We have been setting up for years and I have taken the "booth box" for granted. It held all of our promotional tools: business cards, friends business cards, stickers, look books, ect. The stickers showed up today so my list is done and I am pretty happy with the turn out.
Now if I could get him to shave, life would be grand!