Well the weekend is beginning and it is the first Friday of the month, usually one of my favorite dates. But I’m still not quite myself after re-jiggling my brain by tripping. I’ve kept my days very low key and darkened since that happened, with a few mini excursions back into the world. Usually a foray into real life is fine up to a certain point, then I am wiped out completely and unexpectedly and need a nap.
Writing my previous blog post required a three hour nap after. I think it is the reading glasses that strain me. I can check some messages, skim a little social media, and read small bits without that problem, but have done that reading without the glasses.
2022’s Annual Spring Concussion seemed much worse than 2023’s. I am hoping that this one doesn’t take the months of recovery that last year’s needed. I look back on most of last summer like I was peering through a tunnel.
This newest addition to my never ending concussion collection feels more like looking through a fish bowl. I have a much wider field of vision. Maybe because I took the doctor’s advice of resting and dark rooms seriously. Plus, I already knew the PT to start after the full week of nothingness.
Juju is Friday and Saturday from 9-6, and fingers crossed that I can hold it together that long without napping. I might take breaks in my car if needed. I honestly think that I’ll be fine after ten days of serious rest, or I wouldn’t do it.
It will be good to be around people and smile again. Concussions can also make you emotional, so I’ve had a couple of weepy days. A day of smiles will be wonderful medicine.
And I might just give myself some aromatherapy tonight before I face the crowds tomorrow. I’ve made some helpful scented scrubs. I will recommend this one for tonight.
Then maybe this for Friday night.
And after the sale is done? Time to relax!
The labels were made with an image from some ephemera a friend brought back from France that I edited together with a garland and blue birds from a Victorian postcard. I wanted something completely original. I just hope it isn’t too girly girly for Good Juju, many shoppers are there for the primitive stuff. At least as far as furniture goes.
Please wish me luck with the weekend. I really love being there and doing the sale, so I am hoping it’s a healing experience for me. And I could use some luck with my new scrubs too. Heck, while you are throwing around wishes and sprinkling luck everywhere, share a little with yourself and use it for having a blessed Easter weekend!
Take care of yourself Karla. I had a space in a local shop but after a few months decided it was way too much work going back and forth. Also I wanted to sell handmade but found that people are looking for old stuff not handmade in those shops. Good luck and go slow! Hope you start feeling back to your normal self.
The best of luck this weekend at Good Juju! I’m hoping that you are feeling well enough to enjoy the interaction with the people who stop by your gorgeous booth!