Scenes from a sale

Sunday's Club Mud Studio Sale came together very well. We went from "will we have enough stuff" to "where will we fit all of this" in the space of about two hours Saturday afternoon. Sale opened 9 am Sunday, and was already crowded when I arrived at 10. The sale has evolved over the years, from a mostly seconds sale to mostly firsts, with some seconds and a smattering of discontinued items and orphans from special orders.

Our previous best year was 2024, over $3900. This year we smashed that record by over $700, largely riding on Shelly's sculptures. She was by far our best seller; I came in a distant second, but still over $400 for the day.

Be prepared

Did my last pottery for the current cycle yesterday, trimming and handling casseroles and canisters. Fired a bisque overnight that had been loaded for a week, and I'm drying mugs and stews on the hot lid this morning. Now I'm starting to organize for my Wisconsin trip this weekend, washing clothes, printing out checklists, starting to gather necessities.  I've got my travel notes ready to assemble--flight, car, hotel info. Booked a cab to the airport, so Denise doesn't have to drive in the dark. Looked up the weather--looks like I'll hit at least some snow, oh joy.

My brain is buzzing, a little; I keep reminding myself I've two days to pull everything together, but my anxiety isn't listening.