End of day three. I couldn’t remember what day of the week it was this morning. πŸ˜›

Today was the first day of booth bunnying. The first proper day, rather. I was there before 7:30, after picking up a bad hot chocolate and semi-grody muffin from Starbucks. For $5.30, I was definitely not impressed.

I met a lady from Rosetown, Saskatchewan, and we chatted for quite some time. Once they opened up the tents, I helped a woman from some part of Alberta put together her display, and then sat behind my booth for awhile. It was freezing in the tent, ’cause they hadn’t turned the heat on. Actually, I don’t think they turned the heat on at any point. πŸ˜› We got some hot chocolate from the hotel (good stuff!), and eventually a bunch of us moved out of the tent to get some sun. I actually had moved out to hit the washroom, but that didn’t happen.

I spent a fair bit of time chatting with the deputy mayor of Riverview, N.B., about the Jennifer Teague case and so on, until they went off to the Berry Barn, and I came back to the hotel to have some lunch and have a nap.

On my way back to the hotel, I ran into my coworker, so we chatted for a bit, catching up. We’d both forgotten that we weren’t staying in the same hotel, which explains why we hadn’t seen one another — plus, he’s been busy with various obligations. He came by the booth later and helped me stuff some CDs, which had just arrived, and he’s going to do something similar tomorrow.

I plan on going out to see the Berry Barn (Berry Farm?) tomorrow. Apparently there’s something known as the Saskatoon berry, and I’d like to check it out.

I came back to the hotel to relax and watch some tv, then headed over to the mall to check out the sweaters and do some shopping. Only for an hour before the mall closed, and I sliced my finger on a hanger, ’cause I’m that awesome, then wandered over to the Pita Pit to get some dinner. Yummy, tasty dinner.

Like I said, no deep thoughts. I have too many things I want to do, and not enough time in which to do them. πŸ˜› I will say, though, that watching back-to-back episodes of C.S.I., then the intro to Criminal Minds, which features a girl being abducted by a serial killer, does not do well for my peace of mind. Especially when I’m staying alone in a hotel room in a foreign city, and I already had to replace my key card once because it stopped working for reasons unknown.

I’m okay, though. I have my knitting.

Shut up.

I’ve also noticed that the bathroom mirror makes my eyes look really pink. I thought I just kept looking tired, but then I looked in another mirror almost immediately after, and that wasn’t the case.

Oh yeah, I’m totally swamped. πŸ˜›

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