On Counting Chickens Part 2

I was ablaze with monetary gain. I had no idea just how much money I would make, but I was certain that I could make some money here. So Friday, I had about four or five hours to sell my entire collection, which was now, for the first time, inventoried. VOILA! It happened. A lady wanted to buy a necklace! Yay me!!! But, the catch, she wanted to put it on her VISA along with her other necklace purchase. So Michelle, the owner of the credit card account and owner of the other necklace, put both on her account. Intention was to pay me later, when the charge went through. Doesn't matter to me! Unwavered I move along, but begin gritting my teeth. The gritting increases and I try to make it go away. It doesn't. That's my gut talking to me. I am finally realizing that. However, it takes me so long to recognize it happening that it's late in the day when I finally figure it out. Gee. There isn't a name that describes it fully yet, but I think it's the "I told you so." speech. Saturday, as I was leaving my house, Jim and Danielle wanted a ride to the ComFest. Jim says he hasn't missed one in six years. Then I picked up Julie. Off we go to ComFest. Rather than boring you to tears, let me just cut to the quick. I had NO sales on Saturday. None!!! I didn''t go back on Sunday, my spirit deserved better than that and besides, I was exhausted. I learned a lot. I have my first inventory. I know that I have a good product that was in the wrong venue. I don't like craft shows. I learned a lot. More than anything I learned again that I should never count the chickens before they hatch. Don't do it. Just fricken don't do it, Lyn, no matter how positive the outcome may look, don't do it.