Muddled days

Each day seems to slur into the next as the convention approaches. I wake up, work on the costume in some manner, worry about money, watch TV, and go to bed. Life keeps going even though I have a deadline that will happen if I have a costume ready or not. This is exactly why I like to dress like a normal person at conventions, there is so much less stress when I can just open my closet and find something cool to wear. Oh well, all is on schedule for now, kimono is half way done. I still need to go buy more fabric for my over coat... thing... and ribbon for my hakama. My wig needs to be styled and I need a skull cap to pull my normal hair up. But do I have the money for any of this? There are bills that need to be paid, food needs to be bought, other odds and ends need to be tied up. Too much to do, too little time to do it in.