November often sneaks up on me but this year was especially bad. More than halfway through the month now and I still cannot believe it is November. I am happy that it more of a normal November than last year’s though Pandemic World still makes it weird. Setting up a craft show and then selling at said show while masked is weird. Doable but weird. Weird being among people too.

I’ve pretty much only left the house for essential errands, as I have an autoimmune condition and such, since March 2020 so I’m a little rusty on the social skills and being out amongst the people. I have to keep reminding myself that I’ve been fully vaccinated + booster for Covid, had my flu shot, and I’m masked. It is a change. I think I did okay for the first show of the season this past weekend. The show, Old Home Vintage Market, was one that Patchwork Chicken Studio hadn’t done before – we just visited it in 2019 – and we did well at it so I suspect we will try to return in the future. Normally, show season kicks off for us at the end of October but several of the shows opted not to have them this year which is entirely understandable. Pandemic World is a very uncertain, ever changing, tumultuous place.

Aside from the shows, I’ve been working through NaNoWriMo. Just journaling this year. Poetry hasn’t been very forthcoming lately. Haven’t felt overly creative in a few weeks due to a lot of emotional turmoil, stress, and the distractions of show prep. I’m hoping that I can get back to the creative side of things very soon. I miss it.

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