Closing up shop

I'm about to go out w/my hosts for a final dinner, and hope to crawl into bed immediately after that b/c I am way, way behind on sleep. So much so that I can't even begin to address the work I have to do. All I can do is stare at the screen and yawn. I managed to get myself to work, pack everything up, ship things home, and load the rest into the car. I said goodbye to Jeff, who is on his way back to Kalamazoo Book Arts Center, saw John wet vac the emptied hanji vat, and peeled away the last of the paper that I left to dry yesterday. No less than ten mosquito bites, but soon I will be far away from those hungry, hungry ladies.