Thank the Goddess for mania, and possibly for gabapentin.  My month-long job with the US Census ended October 28, but I then had to bust my ass making soaps and Christmas crafty things for three craft fairs in November.   If I hadn't been at least hypomanic, I wouldn't have made it through all that.

My Pdoc prescribed gabapentin in the middle of October, two weeks or so before the Census job ended.  It made me groggy in the a.m., but it eliminated my hand tremors - for about 3 days.  Then they came back.  Grrrrr.

I had two one-day fairs back to back, one Nov. 7 and one in a different location Nov. 8.  Setup and tear down were a bitch!  Then this last weekend I had my first big fair - a 3-day event.  I spent several days last week without sleep or food, trying to get together enough product for the big fair.


 Wanna hear something funny?  I made pickled eggs for the fair, which all my friends (and my husband) said was a waste of time.  Who would buy pickled eggs?  Yuck!  Well, the first thing that sold was a quart of eggs, and the only thing I sold out of was - you guessed it - pickled eggs!  Go figure. 


I needn't have put myself through the three days of torture ahead of time, though.  We were disappointed with what we made at the big fair although we did make enough to cover our booth fee and then some.  Next year might see a better turnout because HOPEFULLY the economy will have improved somewhat.

So yes, I'm still around, but have been so f-cking busy I haven't had time to even think about writing.  Now that the fairs are over for this year, though, I'll be writing a lot more.

Right now, though, I've got to go.  The house is a disaster, with craft supplies strewn everywhere and dirty soap molds scattered throughout the kitchen.  Not to mention the pot I made my Oktoberfest Beer Mustard in, which has burnt-on mustard on the bottom.  Unbelievable that the scorching didn't affect the flavor of the rest of it.

Catch u all sometime in the next couple of days.  I need to talk about the mania more.  And thanks to those of you who wrote with your concerns about where I have been.  You're a great bunch, y'know that?