Last week's Luckett's booth I shared with my sister
I'm not gonna sugarcoat it: I've had a rough and demanding 6 months. My job—which I've had for 31 years—changed dramatically. We moved my octogenarian parents from Florida to Virginia, and then my father had unexpected major surgery. Basically, my junking was severely curtailed for 6 months, and the repercussions are hitting me now.
First, you get out of the habit of junking. That, in turn, leads to a lot of panic purchases and/or stymied junk runs, where you're just not finding anything good. Or, you simply cannot muster the energy to go out looking. Not a fun feeling.
That, in turn, leads to a neglected and stale booth. Of course, we all know what that means: lackluster sales. Of course, I'm still doing better at my current location than I did anywhere else, but it's been a slog the last few months. Sure, the booth still looks good and has great junk, but it's stagnating and I know it. Since we only sell once a month, it's important to MOVE merchandise, and to make it appear fresh. I'm logging a big FAIL in my head. Lord, are we hard on ourselves, huh?
Tiny treasures in my Luckett's booth
But I'm stoked to re-boot. We all know that we're moving into flea-market season, so I'll be redoubling the efforts! I've got to admit, though, that I'm struggling (in my mind) to find a solid way to make the junking work in a satisfying way. I'm committed to rejuvenating my etsy shop, and giving a big junk infusion to the booth, as well as rededicating myself to the blog.
What I really want, however, is to shed the golden handcuffs and go junking full time!