Learning

So after the launch of tuft's first craft show booth, I have a lengthy list of notes. We can put a pretty spin on it and talk about how much I learned about style preferences or having enough change. But  to be honest, most of the notes I took have little to nothing to do with what products our booth visitors seemed to like or which ones garnered absolutely zero interest.

They're more...well...see for yourself:

Wind. Cold this time which was bad. Could be hot or wet next time. But even a gentle breeze on a balmy spring day becomes...at best, a fabric-flapping disruption to your carefully placed display...at worst, a tent flipping nightmare. I counted four complete tent-lifters...thankfully not ours but still scary.

Note to self: so...weights...for EVERYTHING. Hello...I'm a maker of fabric items...how hard would it have been to have made and brought some useful bean bags?

Grass. Soft, green, slightly-clover-y grass. Lots of cute pups, including ours, trotting around on that grass enjoying the beautiful day. Quite lovely really...and a mentally restful break from the bone-chilling, tent-tossing wind. Petting the visiting pups...cuddling our own...then sneezing like crazy. Because...oh yeah...even though the typical Southern allergy season doesn't start for another month or two, pups rolling around in early spring weeds brings the sneezy, itchy histamines right on during a sale.

Note to self: I must start the spring allergy meds NOW.

Smells. Not the dogs. The delicious treats. Oh my word, the treats. Wonderful, warm, wafting scents of meats and cheeses and boiled peanuts and homemade pastries and jams.

Note to self: bring separate treat money. Separate from the tuft till, of course. Separate from the Hubs' treat money too.

And a treat money LIMIT. After you've huddled under your own display tablecloths for warmth, and sneezed your fool head off...you are a little stressed...and even though you JUST had an empanada...oh...yeah...smell that? Yeah, that's scones and I. Want. One.

No...two.

Hence the treat money limit.

Yes, I'm learning a lot. More signs. Move everything that was at eye level, up to not-so eye level. Move everything that wasn't at eye level to...you get the gist. Weight everything down. Bring more tissues. Bring a limited amount of treat money.

Bring a bigger notebook too.