bit-ter-sweet noun 1. pleasure mingled with pain or regret: the bittersweet of parting.
Ya, that's exactly how it felt all day long yesterday, before,
during, and after my trip to the Tattered House Street Faire. It was a long, fun day, but it was bittersweet in so many ways.
Out the door by a quarter to four in the morning, driving the hour and
fifty minutes (we refuse to say it's a two hour drive) chatting with
our cell phones on speaker as much of the way as we had cell service,
and setting up in Roseville by 6:00 am.
The other Tracey and I had the booth set up in record time, (we even got our tent up with out too much drama, thanks to Hector and Ralph in the booth next to us.) It was a fabulous day in every way.
The booth looked good, with plenty of fresh product, and we got to chat
with so many of our fellow vendors that have become our good
friends.(Jacque, Liz, Mona, Katie, Sandy and Erica, and Clinton and
Becky...the list goes on and on) Then, so many of you came by to say hello, and that's always by far my favorite part of any faire I participate in. Really. I am continually surprised, and flattered
when someone comes over to meet me because they read my blog. It's very humbling and I want you all to know that I don't take it for
granted for a single minute that I am truly blessed to have some of the most wonderful
people on the planet reading what I write. (For everyone that asked,
all day long- Yes, I will keep blogging as I move!) Writing is such a part of me, and I cannot imagine ever not writing.
There may be a day or two during the move that I am not close enough
to internet access, or have no time to post, but rest assured, I'll be
here, sharing all of my thoughts and ideas.
I was completely
surprised and touched at how many of my fellow vendors at the show were
sad that I was moving. I feel like a giant nitwit, but I really had no idea I had this many friends.
All day long I just kept thinking how lucky
I was, and then, feeling that sad little twinge in my stomach and heart
that this would be the last show with the other Tracey. Of course we'll
both still do faires, but we'll be going solo, with me in the pacific northwest and the other
Tracey doing the Reno, Sacramento, Alameda area shows. I have no doubt we'll plot and
plan booth ideas by phone and email, but, I will miss terribly
the giggling and belly laughs, the eyerolls, the inside jokes, and most
of all, the bantering and teasing back and forth regarding everything that has to do with our business together.
Yes, I'd say bittersweet just about describes yesterday perfectly.
