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Got up at 5:15 (ew) to drive to Burnet for a craft show. It's a little one-day affair, put on by the local craft guild. I normally have really decent sales. 

I should have seen it coming when they couldn't get anyone to run the kitchen. You see, normally, a group runs the kitchen in the community center, making really decent lunch food and bringing in donuts, etc. for breakfast. I don't even bother bringing food to this show. Well, it was closed. I ate a couple of cookies from the bake sale outside, a banana I had, and some nuts I hadn't unpacked from last week. This wouldn't normally be a problem, except for the fact that sales were terrible. I didn't even make enough to cover the (ridiculously small) booth fee. 

I don't know if it was because Lavona, the woman who runs it, has been in poor health and didn't promote it as well as she normally does, the fact that several of the booths had whatevertheywereselling...plus jewelry, I wasn't in my usual spot (it's a small room, though), gas flirting with $3US a gallon, or that comet in the sky. People who would have stopped at the booth, people who would have bought from me last time, walked by. Maybe I look too high-end now. (I wasn't the only one with crappy sales. But I may have had the crappiest sales in the room.) I did get several things made.  (Small bonus: I did get some nice-smelling goats' milk soap for me and a really strange wall-thing for the Nephew. Woo.) Lavona told me there may not be a show next year, since her group is aging and ill and no one is stepping up to take over. Guess I'll have to suck it up and deal with Blue Genie next year for Christmas, which means cases... Funny thing? They have a raffle, where the vendors all donate something. You get to pick what you want when you win. My bracelet was the first thing grabbed.

Then, when I was packing up, this woman stops to look at the earrings. We get to talking a little, and she was off. Over the course of packing up, I learned that she had a) lost her son to some horrible disease, b) her husband had either divorced her or committed suicide, c) she was a public health nurse from Dallas who had decided to move to Burnet and teach, d) God was using her "rebellious nature" to call her to teaching, e) she could handle anything, even lifting enormous women onto stretchers (she's skinny and her definition of huge is, well, my weight--I really started to tune her out here). She insisted on helping me move things, and never stopped talking the entire time. When she asked for a ride to the Catholic church for Mass I was honestly able to tell her I didn't have room in the car and I made my escape. Then I stopped at a Whataburger where I got the World's Most Terrible Hamburger and Fries. I was so hungry I ate all of it.

I've now slept 10 hours, read the paper, and caught up on House and Without a Trace. I'm still too grumpy to watch Atlantis. Guess I'll go grocery shopping and actually clean house. My right hand is swollen and stiff. Any cheering up would be appreciated.

Date: 2007-11-11 08:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] marthawells.livejournal.com
Ouch, sorry the show went so badly.

But SGA was really really good, and kicked off a cool story arc that looks like it's going to be really interesting, so you've got that to look forward to!

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