This week I think I’ve reached my exhaustion limits. It started off with having a table in a street festival in a down pour. I borrowed a tent from Carrie as a just in case measure. Hoping that it would be a nice day and I would never have to look at it. Turns out there was rain on Saturday and before noon when I had to set up, A LOT of rain. Me and my friend Modi stood there in the down pour with the very sad 40 dollar tent that we had no idea how to put together, no instructions, no idea how it was even supposed to look trying to figure out what pole went where. The Mexican mariachi band that would later make it impossible for me to hear anyone that came to my table gave us a hand. It was pretty much a losing battle though. Thankfully Gretel from Fancy Pants Kids saved the day and lent me one of the two tents she had for herself. Eternally grateful for that one.
The week followed with flyering in a heat wave, burning all the skin off my middle finger with a glue gun while trying to make crafty promotional posters. Eating a chicken shawarma that didn’t entirely agree with me (sorry if that’s too much information.) And a shoot that ran until 9pm last night. Today I’m canceling my plans to flyer once again in the heat wave and taking Kevin to the beach. We’ll mourn MJ and read books. Then get back to work tomorrow.