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So I did the show I was invited to. I'm too tired now to offer a real review but I make have given a lot of contact info out to a stalker...or he could really be a news reporter. I didn't think to ask for his name, or the name of his paper until after the show was over. Made about $14 all told. Yeah. I told the market manager I'd come back. Figure giving the thing two weeks would be fair. People ARE coming expecting to buy food...not me with my handmade pretties.
Tomorrow I have another, the one I did before and have been trying to get back to since. I don't think my mom understands how mentally draining this is on me and I can't explain it. Shows and me...somewhat tumultuous mix. Wish I could figure out how to acclimate myself.
Post Picture: From the first market. The wooden items.