Exhaustion

Oh my how mother's antique shows wear on me!  Even when I use massive amounts of caffeine - it is all I can do to stay awake! And the codeine for the pain sort of tries to negate all of that caffeine.

But, we managed to get her booth set up on Friday.  Due to traffic patterns I had to blast off at 5 am to get down to Puyallup.  Of course, that placed me there 4 hours early, but if I had of left later, it is quite likely I would not have arrived until 2 hours too late!  Such is the life of living in Seattle where any disastrous road maintenance project only requires two or three more to really foul things up!  And they do their fouling up even the rains!

It was a humorous day, I with virtually no memories - am confronted by all of these people whom thought they knew me!  Of course, I am blank ... nothing is there to draw from.  I seem to remember flickers of certain dealers, of things they had in the past which I had admired but there is nothing - no personal attachment to anything.  Almost frustrating ... but then that is a word I no longer understand either.

I met a long hair dachshund whom was very friendly, until I realized that the lady standing behind was holding a chihuhua and I think that the dachshund thought it was a puppy!  Well maybe my German is starting to leak back, I wrote the previous sentence wholly in German!  Then had to retype it.  Sigh.  Amnesia is enough to drive one quite mad!

Luckily for me, I was not tempted by anything I saw at the show, everything was much, much too expensive and I am getting rid of stuff.  From Neandertal tools, including two rare arrowheads - to - Roycoft whiskey bottles.  I like the bottles, I have no idea what anyone sees in whiskey - yuck! :(  I also took the whole of my Russia space medal collection and odd money types (like thinly sliced yew wood, plywood, etc.). Swiss postage mailers which predated the invention of stamps to World War I Swiss Army mailings.  So much stuff and it barely touches the surface of what I brought from Europe years ago.  Sigh, stuff ...

Well, bed calls a very exhausted Kris .... :)

Sweet dreams ...