bizarre bazaar

well...the "bazaar" was a bust! you know matter and anti-matter? it was the anti-bazaar of bazaars. i arrived a little before ten to set up and there ended up being only one other artist with a few watercolors she'd done in the past few weeks after learning how to paint from internet tutorials. she was pretty good, but only had a few paintings. i set up my table, expecting more artists and crafters to show up...but no. i had my nice green-with-fruit tablecloth and laid out all my bags, nicely arranged so you could see the contrasting lining and whatnot. and my little bundles of notecards, my plate of gorgeous soaps, and some business cards i'd made up in case people wanted to order custom bags or more soap or whatever. the bazaar was at the Church of the Brethren/Fair Trade on Main...the pastor bought 2 bars of soap. several hours later this lady came over and admired the soaps and the notecards, but bought nothing...then came back to buy one bar of soap. i was starving. i'd been told there would be "food booths" so imagined a variety...i figured there'd be something i could choose from to avoid the gluten, but there was just some bbq-er set up, selling hamburgers and hotdogs. yeah, i could have pulled the meat off the bun and washed it off...but yuck. and i didn't really want to spend any money when i'd only made EIGHT DOLLARS! finally i decided to give up at 3:00--an hour early, but i was hot, tired, missed jubal, milk-laden, poor, and starving and i didn't imagine another hour would be much different. so i told the coordinator and then she came out and thank the heavens bought a bag and a few soaps. i made 36 dollars. i spent at least 60 dollars in materials, trims, cards...etc. in preparation for this event. so. but i've still got all the stock, so i can theoretically sell it somewhere. my goal, which i thought to be modest and reasonable, of making 100 dollars seems like such a joke now. but i usually sell tons of soap any time it's out! if people thought the bags overpriced (most of them $18, which pays me for about and hour and a half of the four hours i spend on them), they could have bought the soaps and still left the bazaar with money in their wallets and something pretty to take home. it was bizarre. and i'm still broke.