I apologize in advance if this post gets too rambly and incoherent. It was an exhausting weekend and I am still a bit groggy from lack of sleep and sore feet.
The girls (Grace and Hope) and I left early Thursday morning for a 5 hour drive to Arlington, TX where we got to experience our first homeschool convention from the vendor side. We were there representing One Year Adventure Novel, our favorite-favorite-favorite high school writing curriculum (did I say it’s our favorite?). We arrived a little late and only had a few minutes to set up, but we managed to pull it off in pure Pennington style.
The next morning we barely had time to prepare as the hoards of homeschool families hunting for their annual curriculum poured into the convention center and we were swamped. It was 2 days of non-stop action. We had lots of kids and parents checking out the novel writing curriculum, but the old typewriter was the big attention grabber. People were coming from all around to see the old machine and at least 50 kids asked us, “What is that?” (so sad!)
The peppermints also kept drawing people in. It was refreshing when a child would ask permission to take one. That blessed us every time. A special shout-out to the parents who teach their children to be polite.
You may have noticed that there isn’t much product on our table. There’s a very sad and pathetic reason for that. Before we left home we opened the box and dug down to what we thought was the bottom and all we saw were lots and lots of demo discs. So we laid them out in an old suitcase and tried to make them look important.
All weekend we wished we had some products to show, but we just went with the flow. It wasn’t until we were packing up to leave that we discovered there was actually a bunch of product in the bottom of the box.
I could have cried! Mr Schwabauer will no doubt decide to find someone else to represent One Year Adventure Novel next year and I won’t blame him. Who wants a rep that doesn’t put out the product?! I felt so stupid. How could I not have thought to make sure there wasn’t more down there? Oh, it makes my stomach turn just thinking about it now.
On a positive note, I did get to meet a lot of YOU at the convention and that was wonderful! You all hugged me and encouraged me and not even one of you asked me why I was sitting at a booth with an old typewriter and nothing to sell. I appreciate that.
We decided at the last minute to go ahead and drive home on Saturday night. I wanted to wake up in my own bed on Mother’s Day. I missed my babies so we packed up the mini-van, hit the “Go Home” button on the GPS and drove until midnight.
Sunday was “Mom’s resting day” and it was lovely. The kids made me muffins and let me sleep. Besides all of the yard work everyone did while I was gone, last night they gave me gifts that proved they know exactly what I like. Here’s a quick list: power tools, jewelry, cookbook, Rascall Flatts album, ipone photo apps, iphone wide angle lens, washi tape and a spoon rest. Now that’s what I call variety!
Even though I am still a bit dopey this morning, I do feel rested and ready for the week ahead. I may never completely recover from the shock of finding the products at the bottom of the box, but my new tiny miter saw makes me so happy that I think I will go out to my workshop and build myself something to help the healing process.
How was your weekend?