I'm not sure if it's because I'm a control freak and I want everything *just* my way. I don't know if it's because my needs are peculiar and unique and not met by standard, off-the-rack items. I don't know if it's because I'm cheap and think that I can make things my way for less than the going rate.
But I like things customized.
And the best way to get it done your way is to do it yourself.
Which for an overambitious DIY'er can get you in a bit of trouble.
So. When Carol mentioned that she needed a setup for her booth at the National Stationery Show, my mind whirred. Visions of LCD screens, track lighting and real furniture ran wild. I wondered how big of a stereo I was allowed to bring in and whether the neighbors would complain.
I wanted to get a projector and shine a logo on the floor. Like Oprah does. OPRAH.
But then I read the restrictions. Fireproofing. Of *everything*. Electrical costs *per plug*. Teamster rules against what I was allowed to carry in, how I was allowed to carry it, who could do the carrying and what I could carry things with. And no tools.
Suddenly, some of the sparse displays we'd seen last year started to make sense.
Three hard walls fell to two. Then to two halves. We retained most of the original ideas, but lost most of the electrical.
But I was determined not to lose the wall shelving. "It's okay," Carol insisted. "We'll find another way to display the cards."
"Fudge that," I growled. "This fudging thing would have a fudging fireplace if it was up to me, but there's no fudging way I'm losing the fudging shelves."
Can you imagine how cozy a fireplace would've been? And I'd offer a nice cup of hot cocoa straight from the microwave.
And I bet a crepe griddle would really bring in the customers.