So yeah I’m back, and I totally rocked it!
I know it’s not Tuesday. The day in which I promised I’d return but . . . well . . . Ah heck it’s the same ‘ol excuse. Too busy to breath.
I have to say the whole experience of doing the event by myself went pretty well. I just arrived earlier and stayed later than most everyone. Despite my plan not to put up both tents, I did so I’d have shade. Since it had been years since I did an event alone I expected to be achy and sore from all the hauling and toting that I had to do All BY MYSELF but no. Other than a couple of bruises and scratches I am remarkably unscathed.
Saturday was hot. Not “pray-to-your-deity-to-release-you-from-this-earthly-realm” kind of hot. But still plenty warm. More than one person was wheeled by on a stretcher. Then that evening came a big cool down and with it the promise of 70mph winds and 1″ hail. Neither of those things happened but we did have scary orangish pea-green skies, very strong winds and a torrential downpour. I managed to get everything secured and get back to my hotel about 15 minutes before the apocalypse happened.
Later the oft mentioned potter friend Connie (as opposed to the oft mentioned paper making friend Connie) and I ran back down to the park to see how everything faired (including my neighbor, a young guy who was camping in his tent overnight.) Everything was still upright (including my neighbor) so we both slept pretty well that night. Ummm . . . meaning me and Connie slept well- in separate hotels. Not me and my neighbor guy. (Yeah okay that was awkward. Clearly not enough caffeine yet today.)
So enough about the weather, onto the really important stuff, the money. The show was good. Really good. Perhaps the best it’s ever been. Almost, but not quite happy dance time.
NOTE: Thanks to Connie, Paula, Belinda and LaRae for checking on me and making sure I had enough potty breaks. Thanks also to my two neighbor guys who sold stuff for me while I dashed away for a potty break that wasn’t gifted from one of my artsy girlfriends helping me out. All of you guys kept me from having to break out the adult diapers this weekend. So thanks for that.
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CONGRATULATIONS!!!!!!!on the great sales, the physical feats without lasting pain and the tent survival. Good for you!
I am glad you totally rocked it! not surprised, but definitely happy for you.
Thanks guys. Old lady that I am, I thought my body would hold all that physical work against me. But I think I’ve been gearing up and working long days for so long that my body just didn’t take notice.