For me, every day is different. It always starts the same, with me arriving early, unpacking as fast as I can so that I can get a chance to see all of the different booths before the customers come in and so I can look for familiar faces among the sea of vendors. The locations change with every craft fair, but many of the faces are the same, as I travel a relatively small circuit.
Once I get all of my wares displayed and get my signs hung, I like to look for food vendors and pick up snacks for the day. There are always unique foods to choose from, ranging from jerky to pickled fruits and dips. Many times, I am able to trade some of my snacks to other vendors, which is fun for both of us. I have always been a big fan of the barter system, and it always makes me happy to trade wares with other sellers. I like to put out samples right before we open and throughout the day. People often respond well to free snacks, and many of the pet friendly festvals are filled with canine companions happy to see the lady with the free homemade dog treats.
The days are pretty typical, crowds come and go at different paces, and I am usually pretty busy putting things back where they belong, answering questions, and making sales. I always say that I am going to purchase a laptop before the next festival so that I don’t have to write my sales down, but I never do so. My inventory is built into my head these days, and I can look at my table at the end of the day and know what sold well and what could use a bit more advertising. I still keep it all written down, of course, but I rarely use my own reference sheets. I often offer credit card sales, but sometimes the accounting and costs make it better to only accept cash at smaller arts and crafts shows.
By the time the day ends, I am always exhausted and yet somehow satisfied. Even when sales have been slow, I always know that I spent the day getting to meet new people and getting to spend time with old friends. We are a community, really, those of us who frequent the same fairs and festivals, and it is nice. We look out for one another when someone needs a break, and we take the time to worry when a familiar face is not among us for one reason or another.
It’s funny how every day at a craft fair is so different, and yet so much the same. I typically save my accounting for the end of the fair or the end of the week, and by the time I get all of my things packed and home, I am exhausted. After an especially long day, I tend to wonder for a split second if all the exhaustion and work is worth it, but then I think about all of the people I meet and the fact that I get to do what I love rather than sitting in an office all day, and I realize that I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world.