Flea Market with a Bang

Another hiatus from blogging despite my nagging call to get organised. I’ve so much to blog about, replies to write, but the words are not flowing, or the heart and mind are out of sync…

Half of 2009 has gone by and I desperately need to declutter, my home, my thoughts and quickly move on with getting organised, keeping tidy and getting started on beautifying instead.

I spent the last weekend of June at a flea market@playground, with a dogged tenacity to SELL EVERYTHING I brought along.

I made sales talk, had a lot of laughs, got acquainted with a mom who stays around my area and agreed to have a meet up with our children, tried Carl’s Junior (I never have it when my Angel is around because she can’t have it and she usually goes where I go), had solidarity time, and almost had a sell-out of my stuff! That was the most satisfying part of the 2-days hardwork! What a bang!

And because the flea market was held at the very venue of the finale of National Family Celebration, we were treated to bangs, bangs, bangs of pyrotechnics.

I was naturally absolved of my maternal duty during my weekend stint as the Alternative Dad took on the job. I ended up with a sick child during mid week and then, the other Angel caught on the bug, too.

Now, I’m picking up the pieces after all that bang.

Told you, it was flea market with a bang.