The big move to the new and improved booth downstairs?
The one I talked about
HERE not even a week ago?
Not gonna happen, at least not yet.
It's a long and circuitous story, but basically,
the gal whose booth I was going to take over downstairs was going to move
to a larger booth (which I don't want).
Her deal fell through, so basically, she's staying put in the booth I was going to move into.
The antique mall owners were very apologetic and said they'll let me know
the minute something else opens up.
No biggie, there's actually a part of me that's sorta relieved.
As much as I'm all for boosting sales,
I wasn't looking forward to transferring what amounts to the contents
of a small apartment downstairs in less than a month.
I think I'd rather wait until after Warrenton, if at all possible.
Ahhh yes, Warrenton.
Which brings me to part deux of what's been on my mind of late.
For those not in the know, twice a year, Spring and Fall,
these sleepy little (and I do mean LITTLE!) farming communities
become home to what is known as
Antique Weekend.
This is an event of truly biblical proportions...it is a huge gathering of antique and collectible vendors from across the USA and even abroad. Tens upon tens of thousands of folks descend upon about a half-dozen tiny Texas towns at a point roughtly halfway betwixt Austin and Houston. Most of the shows are to be found along Hwy 237 in the towns of Round Top, Warrenton and Carmine, but there's much to be seen in the surrounding areas as well.
I think that there's a misconception that I'm a much bigger whoop than I actually am,
and maximus mea culpa for contributing to or perpetuating that notion.
Yes, I will be in Warrenton in the Spring. Yes, I will be selling.
But this ain't my rodeo. I'm hitchin' my wagon to the inimitable
Effie,
who is a seasoned vet of the Big Show and hardly needs the likes of me to boost her sales.
That's me and Effie on the left, one of the absolute sweetest,
most generous ladies I have the privilege of knowing.
She is graciously allowing me to meet up with her in Warrenton,
help her set up, sell some of my wares with hers, and BONUS,
I get to stay with her at her Mom's!
All that for a rookie seller who doesn't even merit a first floor antique mall booth. ;-)
(Hi Debra!)
So while I will be thrilled to see all my bloggy friends in Bar W Field,
come primarily just to say hi to me, but to BUY from Effie.
She'll be the big dog there, I'll just be the wet nosed pup hoping to learn a trick or two.
Come Fall, God willing, maybe I'll break out on my own
and set up my own tent during Antiques Week.
Who knows, by that time I may have even been deemed worthy
of that first floor space!
Toodles for tonight!
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