My February booth at Chartreuse
No, I haven't stopped junking, nor have I abandoned my business, though my lack of blogging may have convinced you of it. Since my parents' move up to Virginia 18 months ago, they are my top priority. That means I'm pretty much just doing sustenance junking—just enough to keep the booth fresh, and keeping the etsy shop modest and manageable.
My April booth at Chartreuse
That also means that I allow myself one weekend a month to go junking—the pressure!
BUT THEN. What you do is give yourself some arbitrary point in time, thinking "If I can just get beyond XXX point, everything will revert to normal." You'll pin your hopes on that one point.
BUT THEN. It doesn't go well. I know I haven't lost my touch, but I can't help but feel out of kilter. This weekend, I did the annual Old Lucketts Store Spring Market—a show I've done for the past 5-6 years. Each year gets harder and worse for me.
This year, I pared down dramatically. I didn't bring all the smalls. Since it was going to rain, I brought mostly metal items and things that could get wet. I knew going in that I would have a low-performing show, but this was an eye-opener. More and more, certain shows are more about home decor, rather than cool vintage finds. I need to recognize that. Buyers don't care whether an item is vintage or not (their choice). I'm holding my tongue, of course, but I need to recognize that the show is not for me. Not to mention, it rains EVERY YEAR. This time, they cancelled the show for Sunday, which was a big blow.
Makes me want to sometimes
But, on the positive side, as I was loading up today, I made a profit:
Found $7 in the mud!