Hey there, fellow crafty folks!
I hope this post finds you well and that you’re having a better day than I did last Saturday. I’m writing this post as a form of therapy, to help me process the trauma of sitting at a craft fair for 6 hours without a single customer walking through the door.
Yes, you read that right. Zero. Zilch. Nada.
I’m talking crickets chirping, tumbleweeds blowing, and an eerie silence that made me question my very existence. I’m pretty sure I heard the sound of a lonely pin dropping somewhere in the distance.
But, you know what? I made the most of it!
I organized my display table… and then reorganized it… and then reorganized it again. I’m pretty sure I hold the Guinness World Record for most hours spent organizing a craft fair display.
I perfected the art of staring blankly into space. I’m talking expert-level staring. I can stare down a wall and make it feel uncomfortable.
I even mastered the ancient craft of watching paint dry (literally, I watched the paint dry on my newly painted items). I’m pretty sure I’m the only person on the planet who can make watching paint dry sound exciting.
And, let me tell you, I’ve never felt more like a pro at doing absolutely nothing. I’m talking Olympic-level doing nothing. I’m pretty sure I could give a TED Talk on the art of doing nothing.
But, in all seriousness, it was a tough day. As crafters, we put our hearts and souls into our work, and it can be disheartening when it feels like no one is interested.
I mean, what’s the point of creating something beautiful and unique if no one is going to see it?
I started to wonder if I was just delusional for thinking that people would actually want to buy my crafts. Maybe I’m just a crazy person who likes to make things for no reason.
But then I remembered why I started crafting in the first place: because I love it.
I love the feeling of creating something with my own two hands. I love the sense of pride and accomplishment that comes with finishing a project. And I love the joy of sharing my creations with others.
So, even though last Saturday was a tough day, I’m not giving up.
I’ll be back at it again next weekend, armed with an even more impressive display, a fresh batch of crafts, and a determination to make it happen.
And, if you’re in the area, come on down and say hi!
I promise not to stare too blankly into space.