My sales went down. No surprise. What a way to start the year! 2011 sucks already. I only managed to sell 11 bags & pouches. A big chunk of the money I made went to rent. I'm so OVER working hard to feed the landlord.
|My table on Saturday|
|My table on Sunday|
Sunday was torturous. Me and my nap were in a wrestling match. Sometimes it won. Sometimes I won. Sometimes it was a tie. (you know when you nod off for a second and then jerk awake? that's a tie)
It didn't work. You can't kill time. (I learnt that the painful way in 2010) I sure don't look forward to February MAAD. And hey, the next time I tell you I'm paying upfront to sell at this-or-that place 6 months in advance, please, please scream at me. Good nite.