this weekend, we had the holiday craft fair at the brewery. it was my idea so i organized it, which is fine because i have a long history of event planning & i love to do it. except this one was the first thing like this at our brewery ever & i had no idea how it was going to turn out. i had the feeling my coworkers & boss were kinda going along with the idea but not too hopeful it was going to be a good thing, like it didn’t really fit with what we’ve got going on. & i had gained a bunch of momentum in planning it but then the election basically sucked all the life out of my body for a stretch there, so i had been super stressed about it. i didn’t want to invite too many vendors & have it be crickets & tumbleweed & no sales, but i didn’t want to be too few & the customers all like what the fuck did i waste my time here for. somehow, magically, all goldie-locks-bears-like i struck the perfect balance. lots of people came, a good mix of regulars (& their significant others who don’t come too often so maybe this event made us feel more approachable) & new faces who had never even known a brewery was there. everyone had a blast! there was such a good energy in the space. so many customers said this was the best event we’ve ever thrown & they can’t wait to come back & all the vendors were gushing with thanks & want to join us for the next one. each one of my coworkers & boss have personally reached out to me to congratulate me. it feels fucking great.
it was a HUGE relief. & gotta be honest, exactly the kick in the ass i needed to remind myself that i indeed am a fucking badass & though talents might be laying dormant & underutilized, they can spring to action when i need em.
now i just have to really dig deep to see how best to use them, & be honest with myself about that.