Here are brief highlights of my week:
- Move to a new house near husband's new job. Get delayed moving in and have to pay for the moving truck for an additional three days.
- Realize on Day Two that my clean underwear is in my dresser. In the moving truck.
- Remember on Day Three that the cooler with items from the fridge is in the back of the moving truck.
- Pack my car for my horse show three hours away from home. Leave at 4 a.m. in the morning wearing long sleeve shirt but bringing a short sleeve shirt to change into once it becomes 80 degrees at the show.
- Arrive at show. Realize vendor area is located 10 feet from the barn manure dumping area. Say "You've got to be f*&$ing kidding me."
- Set up tent. Get hot and sweaty. Fetch short sleeved shirt from car and find it looks as if I've rolled in a field of stale donuts.
- Purchase only t-shirt available from another vendor. It is pink and features four stylized ponies and the logo "Love comes in all shapes and sizes." Said ponies become all shapes and sizes as they are stretched across my bosom. Think to self "so this is what it feels like to be Britney Spears"
- Watch a grand total of 5 people walk past my booth during the course of the day. Say to myself, "There's always tomorrow." Get song from Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer with the line "there's always tomorrow" stuck in my head.
- Drive towards home. 1 hour away, listen to car making sounds like ferrets bouncing around under the hood and realize I am running out of gas.
- Pay $3.29 a gallon for gas. Throw my wallet at the pump and scream, "Fine, take it! Just take all of it!"
- Stop at Kentucky Fried Chicken for dinner. Watch the poor guy inside trip over nothing and hurl my chicken and biscuit into the air. Tell the guy at the window, "See that guy there? That's the sort of day I've been having."
- Guy says, "That's the first time he's dropped something all day!"
- Drive away happily, realizing I've just handed off my bad luck in exchange for a piece of chicken and a greasy biscuit.
16 comments:
Inquiring minds want to know "will you have a studio in the new place?"
Hope things are going better.
Dear, dear Maggie...
ALL of your accrued time in limbo is automatically expunged the moment your husband says, "Honey, how do you feel about moving to...?"
Expunging limbo time is the only good thing about moving.
I'm bleedin' for ya.
Oh Maggie I do hope your days do improve and I for one will be waiting for your next post.
Am I imagining things or did you also move a couple of months ago. If so, I hate to break it to you, but you are further down than purgatory. You must have done something prrrreeetty bad to move twice in 12 months with children!! I hope that chicken was good!
My favorite slogan is "by perseverance the snail reached the ark". So Maggie hang in there.
*Gotta* be smooth sailing for you now - for a long stretch. What a string of bad stuff. We're here for you (and glad we're not there . . . ) - kidding.
Hope you're now happily ensconced in your new home, and we'll be glad when you're back here 'full time'.
Now the creative artist would have turned the T-shirt inside out and had ponies dancing across her buzooooom backwards. Now that's a talking point!
So I take it you'll be checking where the manure dump is at all future shows?
(How silly can some show organisers get? Or did they really think that the smell of manure wafting across your nostrils would really enhance the chances of vendor sales? I can well imagine people heading in your direction and then doing a swift about turn as they got within 'niffin distance - no wonder you got so few people coming by!!!)
Now if you would really like to suffer some more for limbo avoidance purposes I'll send you some of the cold and rain we have been having all week!
Checking the system. If this posts, it's me. If it doesn't, it's on your end. Please excuse the check, and delete at will.
Leslie
Now I don't know any more about whether to blog my art fairs or just stay shut-up about them. Thanks.
I will very much miss your blog while you're in "moving" limbo, Maggie. You're the funnest read out there.
Ah, art fairs...gotta love 'em!
Also, now you know why I've vowed to never move again for the rest of my life.
You guys are the greatest! Stacy, you're not imagining things - we had just moved when we decided to relocate closer to my hubby's job (as in by an hour and a half). Next time, I'm selling all of my furniture and buying new stuff on the other end. Heck, next time I'm renting my toddlers out for the week and picking them up at the end of it.
I DO have a studio in the new place and it's really nice (wall of bookshelves, anyone?) but this waiting for internet is driving me CRAZY!
Well, all I can say is: You did not get put in front of the Dumpster. Manure would have been a blessing.
No, rats, at least. That is the memory of my last two and only two shows. Thank-Goodness, I only rented the set up from an artist getting out of the circuit.
Actually, the very last show I was put at the far end of an island. The NO REFRESHMENT END. Ugh!
Enjoy the new home. Terrible of you to move those kids. My two, know only one house as children.
Enjoy! Love Bookcases.
Oh Maggie..I just can't imagine! We moved many times, but had someone to pack for us and move us. The last one I vowed no more, but now I'm ready to roll. It has been 10 years. We have stairs everywhere and will have to have a one story one of these days. :) Hope things settle down. You have a new version of "pass it on". :)
Hugs,
Jo
Well, reading about your week has made me feel much better. If it makes you feel any better, I just discovered I'd been running around in the office half the day with my dress on backwards!
It's my first time here, Really like your paintings and your well written profile. i will be back
On the bright side, at least you can get in the car and go to the show.
I envy your ability of being able to go through what you have been through to-day.
I walked from the front of my garden to the back twice,and just couldn't make it any further.
However it doesn't stop me painting and aspiring to be as good an artist as yourself oneday.
Regards from Bob, and have a better tomorrow.
Hope you are having a more impressive weekend and one of fun with the new house.
Sorry, about the computer connections.
((( Circle of Hugs )))
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