So, as I sit waiting for people to arrive for a work meeting my mind turns to my Fett costume (as it often does lately). The amount of money I have put in so far, what is still left to do, will I manage it in time, will it look good, will I be able to pull it off?
I am sure everyone has gone through this panic. Or at least I am telling myself that. It calms me down. Slightly.
The other thing that helps is man's best friend. My boy! He's called Boba (obviously) so it's relevant to post him :-)