Today I experienced my first flea market as a vendor. I've never really planned on selling the things that I make but, while I was at a flea market last month, I was like "Hey! I think I could do that!"
So, I gave it a shot.
I had my own little booth and my sister was there with me for company and moral support.
The conversation was great, the coffee we drank was hot, my toes were frozen and like a typical Pacific Northwest day, it rained cats and dogs. And when I say that it rained, I mean....it really rained.
About 2 hours before the market was scheduled to end, everyone's booths literally started blowing over and rain was soaking everything. Oh yes, we had a tent that we were under but, the tent didn't even stand a chance to the storm that came through. So, everyone grabbed their soggy merchandise, smiled at each other through soaked clothes and smeared mascara and headed back home.
This is me, soaked to the bone, getting ready to call it a day.
So yes, my first Flea Market was an adventure.
Would I do it again? Sure.
Later I'll look back on this day and think of it as a good memory.
While packing up our tent, all of the water that had collected on the top of the tent dumped onto my head.
Like, literally a bucket worth.
My sister laughed so hard I thought she was going to fall over.
I laughed also.
It was a fun day.