Another rough week.
I set up at the art fair last Saturday, and it rained off and on; I had to pack up early when the rain started coming through the tent. All total, I sold zero things but half my foot traffic took cards. Unfortunately, that was three people. On the upside I have a tent so I can do this fair thing again, and I’ve worked out the logistical issues (displaying loose canvas, etc.) so the next time I’ll be better prepared.
The website is up and updated, but a lot of the thumbnails are broken on the live site even though they work fine on browser test run through the editor. I still need some help getting it to adjust to phones and tablets and so forth.
I had to take klonopin a couple of times last week, which both put me to sleep and gave me vivid dreams. The one about Simone really threw me off the whole week; I just couldn’t shake off the emotional residue.
Applied for another cooking job, this one at the bar. The bartenders like me, and Brianne said she’d put in a good word. But after a year and a half I’m starting to believe “now hiring” signs are always just a cruel joke and expecting any sort of response is stupid.
We’ll see I guess.