Trade show anxiety

I just want to let out a loud, audible, sigh of relief. This week is OVER! I spent Monday-Wednesday freaking out about a trade show that I had to go to in Louisville on Thursday and Friday. I furiously created flyers and brochures. People who know me realize this is a chore for me because I am so anal-retentive (or as Lisa calls it, "detail-oriented"). I realized on Tuesday that I was so worried about the trade show because of my weight. What fat person wants to stand up for 8 hours straight for 2 days in a row in dress shoes and a suit wondering who is talking about you or looking at you because of your weight. Then you wonder if people aren't coming to your booth because you're fat. It's awful what I put my mind through.
Turns out, it wasn't so bad. Yes, my feet and ankles are very swollen, but overall, it wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be (go figure). On a positive note, my boss from Louisville who hadn't seen me in a month said she could really tell a difference- especially in my face. I might post pictures here eventually.
I'm thinking of starting the meat fast tomorrow. Might wait until Monday though b/c David's mom is taking us to Red Lobster Sunday.
I plan on sleeping a lot this weekend to make up for the lack of sleep I've had all week. I know I should exercise, but my swelling really needs to go down before I feel comfortable on my feet hopping around.