7:30 am
Well. Last night, after getting home at 6:30, unloading the car, making myself supper, eating and then fixing the damn toilet that has been needing repair for weeks but getting worse and worse over the past 2 days so that I could not just go to bed listening to it run, after all that, needless to say, there was no energy for anything resembling Evening Pages. Especially as the toilet was way harder to fix than I anticipated and took lots of going up and down stairs hunting for better tools, and continuously washing my hands, not for the reason one might think – that I was working on a toilet (that’s a good reason to wash them at the end, but I had to wash them over and over) – but because the stopper doohickey I was needing to replace and could not for the life of me get the hell off the other part of the flush mechanism was all falling apart and every time I touched it left my hands covered with nasty black greasy residue. And I still can’t get it out of my fingernails. Well, I did finally get the damn thing fixed so at least that was vaguely satisfying.
As for yesterday. Well I made all of $75 after taking off the $25 fee for being there. Obviously not worth it from a monetary point of view, especially when you consider that my stuff is priced such that I barely make anything reasonable from the time spent on making it, then when you add in the hours of time sitting at a booth, not to mention loading the bus, setting up, taking down, unloading the bus, then (still to be dealt with) in this case drying everything off. And with the wetness, I never took out the wheel, so I didn’t even get in any spinning. In some ways that was easier, I was free to just talk to everyone and help them hold bunnies, and I did do a tiny bit of knitting.
Let me think of the good parts: I saw M which was really good, though in a kind of surreal way. After all, I knew her before kids, and then at the very beginning of kids for both of us, and now I see her again after G’s graduation and as I found out T’s graduation from college. So in certain ways we are both on the other end of the child rearing stuff. Another good thing: the folks across from me had a food booth, and the woman got an angora neck-warmer from me and asked if I would consider trading it for a gift certificate from their restaurant
The Blue Rock. So I now have a gift certificate, and it looks like a great place, and for some reason I find that all very pleasing. And I really liked the 2 owners, though when I ever manage to get there they will probably be in back cooking. But they said tell the waiter I am there and they’ll come out to say hi. Maybe I should work on doing more trades like that. The trouble is that at most craft fair kinds of things, there is very little that I want or need. But a restaurant, now that is a different story! I should add that I met other really nice folks, and I did honestly enjoy doing the bunny thing with everyone who stopped by; probably not trying to also spin made that a lot easier. Just wish I could get paid for all the bunny work!
So on to today. First I must run, since I didn’t yesterday. At 11 is J’s party, and I must make a salad. Then between 2 and 5 (though I suppose I need not stay at J’s until 2, especially since I just found out that G will actually not be there at all since she will be at work until 2 instead of 12 as she thought) I must make a fruit salad for bookclub, and somehow in all that I must pack for the farm, and lay stuff from the fair out to dry. On to it.
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