Well, it wasn't my greatest hour!
Having arranged over 50 cupcakes in cellophane and ribbon, made a large poster, blown up a dozen balloons, fought with yards of cling-film and written and re-written price-lists to accommodate a long line of differing opinions, spent virtually our entire weekly shopping budget on raffle prizes and baking ingredients, we battled through the rain to get everything in the car and then unload it at the other end where I ran around the hall like a headless chicken for over an hour before it was time to open the doors, then ......... nothing!.
A small trickle of people came in throughout the morning and the people who came were, thankfully very generous. In all we made £168.00 which could have been worse but was in no way reward for the hours of work, the lost two days of my precious holiday, the effort and the worry that had gone into the preperation.
Worst of all I didn't get out and run today, I had two days of house cleaning, washing and ironing to catch up on before it's back to work in the morning so I just couldn't spare the time. It was a beautiful day too and would have been perfect for a run.
Difficult not to take my failure personally but I know I really shouldn't. Possibly I just don't have the personality to motivate masses of people into getting behind me. I just need to find a different way of going about this, a way that is more me.
Also, must add, I don't have a huge number of friends but the one's I do have are absolute gold dust, thank you to all of them.
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