New House, old clothes, approaching deadlines

My mom and dad came to visit last Thursday, and the boy and I are officially moved in to our new old house next door. Luckily, my mom LOVES to organize kitchens, unpack, and hang curtains, so I haven't had to worry about a bit of it while I've been working my bazillion part time jobs. It's a friendly house, for sure. I am not intimidated of it in the dark or scared of its creaks and moans, it's like an old friend. Things are still scattered around, and I'm not unpacked except for my studio, and it's not organized at that. There's a lot of paperwork to be done for the "business", and a WHOLE lot of making jewelry to be done for it... and a whole lot of booth design to be done for it... It's like a sinking ship. Every day I get deeper in the hole. On May 1, 2, and 3rd, I'm doing a craft show in Great Falls, that's actually taking place inside the big shopping mall. My first craft show ever, my first production line ever, my first independent business venture ever. I might be in over my head, but I'm fighting through it. I went shopping this morning for some display items I needed, receipts, packaging, etc, I have a little more stuff to order from my metals supplier, and then I need to make some friends to borrow stuff from.

Sneak peak of new production jewelry:



Sweet, sweet vintage clothes, blowing in the dusk breeze:

I can smell the mothballs from here