We had band t-shirts arrive this week. This means the ones that were mail ordered had to be packed up, the ones for people who will pick them up at the bar had to be packed in my work bag with the person’s name on them. The rest of the shirts had to be rolled in a way that you can read the tag and the person has a small parcel carry out of the show. We have been doing it this way since our first tour with shirts. It makes it much easier to sell them and find the size you want. I have not rolled out shirts in many years. We would listen to music and Ross and I would roll out shirts, sometimes my husband would help too. Mostly this was a job I could count on Ross to help me with, I think even Dallas helped on a big double run of shirts. I was mentally missing living with the band.
We went to pick up shirts when Aaron was sick. I came home and felt daunted at the job in front of me. Ryan jumped up and helped me. Even with his ADHD disorganization, he was the one to get us organized. He sat and sorted the rubber bands by color. He came up with a system. Green band for the large shirts, red for extra large, and so on, and so forth. It was a great new addition to our Thorazine system of shirt sorting. Soon the missing passed and it was replaced by a wave of gratitude. The person who is most challenged by organization, took my system of organizing and made it even better. We sat and rolled the shirts out and packed the packages. He sat with me till the job was done even though his friend was on skype wanting to play computer games.
Love that kid.