ArtCrawl's over, I'm alive, but not kicking very high

Am exhausted, the show was fun, I kept thinking thru the old thing, "I'm too old for this sh**".  And it wasn't the show, it was the constant doing what I do, walking around, taking care of what needed to be taken care of (a credit card sale, opening a fresh bottle of wine, answering the questions of potential customers, etc).  Thank goodness Keith brought our lovely big dog (George) up there.  I sat with George for a while, got me off my feet.  I think that was the sneaky way Keith made sure I paced myself, at least for a bit.  My arthritic knees are just not up to all the activity packed into a short amount of time.  Dang, I hurt!  But we got some good art into lots of hands, so was it worth it?  Yes, yes, yes!