The Craft Bazaar was enjoyable and beneficial. The school where it was held benefited, I got sales, and others fully enjoyed looking at every array of cuteness and whimsy that my fellow crafters could think up! I enjoyed the process, working with my grandchildren--Taylor and Kayleigh; and seeing other family members enjoy the bazaar---going away with their belly's full of pizza, kettle corn and treats as well as treasures and designated gifts for Christmas giving--all a delight to watch.
But as you can probably tell by my own use of the words: "enjoyable" and "beneficial" and "process", I am of a more practical mind. It wasn't a particularly thrilling or giddy experience; it is "work" for me. The culmination of a LOT of work at the sewing machine and the bead board. Don't get me wrong! I enjoy crafting and sewing! But shows and bazaars, while a necessary selling venue, are sometimes exhausting! There's all the hauling and carrying and setting up. Then there is the "being on your best behaviour" attitude. I enjoy talking with the shoppers, but person after person can get a bit rote, after awhile. Vendors around me can be cheerful and friendly, but this particular day, they were busy and aloof. And to top it off, I don't necessarily eat well on show days. Then, when it is all over, there's the break down, packing and hauling again!
But--all in all--I did OK, my pocketbook is happy and I had a "beneficial" day!