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When she asked me if I would mind doing a guest post I must admit I was leery. After all she did one of the most kick ass guest posts, EVER on my blog. You can read it here. I really have no way to top that or to even come close.
I'm slowly loosing my mind, which is making writing anything amusing or enlightening difficult. For some reason I signed up to be in a craft fair. I don't know what in the hell possessed me. I'm not a drinker, so I can't claim I was drunk. I don't do drugs, so I can't claim the drugs made me do it. I agreed to do this around my "special time of the month." So maybe it was the Midol and chocolate that clouded my thinking.
I have only been crafting since January of this year. It was almost like a dare from another blogger. I set up my own Etsy shop this summer. Again, no idea what possessed me. The shop name is Budugalee. Say it slowly and out loud. I'll wait. Yes, it means exactly how it sounds. When I got started crafting I was looking for a name. I told Mr. Bernie, "I know my stuff is going to be Butt Ugly. What should I name it?" Hence Budugalee was born. Which is how I ended up doing a craft show.
Its a toss up as to which will cause me to loose my mind first. The fact I need to get a bunch of cards made, but have no idea how many. Sitting around watching Judge Judy is not helping to get them done. Yet, there I sit. The fact I'm making some cool chalkboard skulls, but don't know how many I need. I might want to add some other things, but DON"T KNOW HOW MANY I WILL NEED! Do you see a theme here?
As if that wasn't bad enough, my husband, Mr. Bernie, is helping drive the crazy train. If he tells me one more time how much money he thinks I should take in on my FIRST ever craft fair, I will lay down and cry or stab him in the eye. Its a toss up. When I ask his thoughts on the matter he throws out figures of money. When I ask about how many items I should have ,he says things like, "Well Bernadette, your banner cost this amount, your booth rental is this amount, blah, blah, blah." I hate math, so this is not helpful at all. I want touchy feely ideas of amounts needed. Heck, I have to bring a calculator to make change for people. This means I'm not doing a running total in my head of costs. Mr. Bernie has that covered and reminds me on a semi daily basis my running total. Such a helper bee.
I figure if someone buys anything, even a card, I will be way ahead. I will have to refrain from humping their leg in gratitude for buying from my table. "Oh, thank you so much!! You like me, you really like me!!" I think it might startle a buyer so I will try not to do that. It will be in the back of my head. I want people to like my stuff enough to buy something. Heck, I'm willing to sell my bra if someone wants it. Yet, its not homemade and the elastic is saggy, who would want it? Its not the money, though that is nice. Its more the idea that I'm a big crafty girl and make ok stuff.
Wish me luck. Should I survive between now and Saturday, it will be a miracle.
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