Today was my show. The one I worked so hard for, the one I lost sleep over, the one I neglected this project for. I received several texts from friends and family, all asking the same, “How did it go?” It was a bust. Flat out terrible. There simply were no customers, and those that did come, the same people who would pay $15 for twenty cent piece of plastic at the gift store, turned their noses up at my under-priced items. One even tried to bargain me down. Needless to say I had a lot of time to kill. I used it to write this:
‘Twas two weeks before Christmas
I’ve been trapped in my house,
not a surface sans glitter
including my spouse.
There are no stockings
I’ve been too busy crafting
stuck in my chair.
My cats are all merry
stealing fairy heads.
Why play with their toys
when they can chase my supplies instead?
With no shopping done
and nothing to wrap,
what I need for Christmas
is a really long nap.
My show was today
not sure what’s the matter,
I was hoping and praying
for a wallet that’s fatter.
It’s near the end of the day
and still no cash.
I’m still hoping and praying
for a last-minute shopper dash.
I see lots of people
go to and fro,
but no one seems to want to spend any dough.
I’m running low on Holiday cheer,
we haven’t hit bottom yet is my greatest fear.
Maybe I need some kind of magic trick,
or maybe I should have just called in sick.
There truly is no one person to blame.
I’ve done enough of these shows
to know some are lame.
I’m in a funk I don’t want to be in.
I’m trying to smile but don’t know where to begin.
What I really want is to sit down and bawl,
but I know that won’t help anything at all.
I guess there’s no use in asking why?
Why can’t I get someone to buy?
I guess you all know that I’m feeling blue,
but you’d feel the same if you were sitting here too.
My empty wallet is mathematical proof
2013 has thrown me for a loop.
2014 for you I am bound
to search for the luck that needs to be found.
I’m gearing up for the new year, I’m no pussy-foot.
Bad karma behind me where it needs to be put!
I will promote myself where I have a knack,
art that was learned off the beaten track.
I didn’t succeed with all of those fairies!
Despite my prayer of the Hail Mary.
It’s a Catholic thing as you all must know
to ask for a favor in times of woe.
I won’t give in, I won’t retreat,
instead I need to get back up on my feet.
Its time to load up my pickup the Chevy
I was hoping to leave with boxes much less heavy.
You may think that I’m feeling sorry for myself.
I think it might be the same for yourself
if you wanted to get ahead,
but you kept falling backwards instead.
I’m off to etsy to do some work
on my own little personal merc.
There is no one more than me that knows
that selling on-line does more than these shows.
Just a few more words until your dismissal.
New items tomorrow at the nine o’clock whistle.
Sunday shopping for a fairy or sprite
can be just the thing to make your Holiday bright.
Merry Christmas to all,
here’s my etsy site.
From a very worn out and disappointed me, there isn’t anything new for you to see. But in the spirit of not giving up, an older acrylic from my kitchen. The fridge will be up and running tomorrow with new work.