Countdown

It's Sunday, the day before we leave for Origins. The whole crew is down here working, almost a full day, getting stuff ready and stacking it by the door.

We have done this eight years (this is year nine) and have it down to a science. We have a long list of things to do (saved every year and reused, as updated-adjusted-modified) and we're working through it. It's like the checklist for an airplane about to take off. Every detail, from "check the number of convention policy letters in the booth box and print more if less than six" to "get the magazine racks out of the attic and stack them by the door". We also have new products to assemble, and the initial shipments to wholesalers to pack. Last year, we got the parts for the two new products the Friday before Origins, and despite leaving an hour late we left Leanna and Mike without packing the Tuesday wholesale shipments or even assembling the games to go in them. This year, we got all the parts two days earlier and had all the games assembled by Saturday.

Added note: As we departed the office Sunday, everything on the list that could be done had been done. Everything else on the list was "cannot be done before Monday".