Tired

I am really excited about this raffle. I am looking forward to it like whoa. I think I'm going to have a lot of fun, enjoy sitting in one place at the con and making the world come to me, and come out of this whole thing with my faith in humanity restored.

However, right now I am feeling just the teeniest bit overwhelmed.

I have worked my ass off for this event. I have spent entire days walking door to door in different neighborhoods asking for prize donations. My entire library has been turned over to prize storage, and thanks to the gift baskets from Salem, it and my car both smell like (admittedly, clean and floral) hippies. I've spent plenty of my own money on props to help set up the table.

And my to-do list for the next two days is getting a bit crazy. I need to get to the bank for change for the cash box. I need to get to Staples to actually buy more tickets. I need to get posters, and print out certificates for everyone who has donated promissory notes. I need to pack up the prizes. I need to figure out how I'm going to get everything from my car to the table without getting stuff stolen as I make trips back and forth. I need to pack my own damn clothes for the con. I need to.... I know there's other stuff, but I can't think of it right now.

And somewhere in all of this, I need to eat, and maybe sleep, and make it to my doctor's appointments, and at least try to keep up with my workouts and running.

I know I shouldn't complain. I took this on, and it's my responsibility. And I'm glad I'm doing it, and it's going to be awesome, and once it's set up and running I'll be happy as anything. But right now, I'm feeling rather like a very small person trying to lift a very large boulder....