15 March 2011
I forgot my camera...
... so I stole a picture from Craft Victoria. The edge of my stall. It was fairly shambolic!
The market was quiet which suited me well as I was exhausted and nauseated. My favourite thing about markets is getting positive feedback on my stuff. It really means the world. And catching up with other makers is great. It was so nice to meet Jess from TeddyBearsWednesday and we may have bought the first ever present for baby from her!
I am still on steroids to deal with the evils of hyperemesis and it appears this week is dealing out more blows to the world. I have lost my oldest childhood friend to suicide just a few days ago and the shock won't leave my body. It was a reminder that if you ever even get the slightest inkling that something isn't right in someone's world, you need to act on it immediately. This is another experience that won't ever leave me and that has already changed the way I view the world. It is odd being so far away, keeping the phone line free and waiting for 6pm so I can ring people back home. Distance is a hard.
But life goes on, I have 3 market boxes to unpack, and take shots of my new prints, and finish a quilt.
And on Thursday night I will attempt to drag myself to the Brown Owls meeting at the Windsor Deli.
Who else is coming?