Monday: we are making final arrangements for our trip to Sydney for Life in Style when the call comes in from the school - my 9 yo has fallen and is in pain. Mad rush to hospital, he's come off the dastardly Monkey Bars and badly broken his left arm. He's rushed in for an operation (thankyou staff at the Ballarat Base Hospital - you are awesome!!!). Our dear neighbour Michelle picks up our other son from school while I'm watching him go under the anasthetic - worst thing I've ever had to do, sob! Back in the waiting room we hastily rearrange our flights to later the following day, and cross our fingers. He comes through the operation ok and Paul stays with him overnight in hospital.
Tuesday: we rush round madly doing all the last minute things forgotten in the drama of the day before, wait for the hospital to sign us out (the operation's been a success, a cast has been applied) and then dash to the airport for our 2.30 flight. To find that we somehow re-booked the flights out of Avalon, a tiny airport somewhere near Geelong, an hour away. I am about to burst into tears when the nice Jetstar man tells us he can re-book us again for a 4.30 flight from Tullamarine with no charge (yay, thanks Jetstar, you're awesome!). We sit around the airport for a few hours. While we are mid-air the TNT delivery guy tries to deliver our furniture and samples to Life in Style but gives up and leaves us a phone message, grrrrr. We've missed our delivery window for the day, and there's nothing we can do. We finally get to Sydney and meet up with the rest of Team Lark at our hotel.
Wednesday: we ring our delivery people (Pack Send), only to find that TNT have GONE ON STRIKE. Deeply suspicious that the guy never even tried to deliver our stuff the day before, and very anxious because they are saying they wont deliver our goods. Lots of phone calls later Pack Send manage to get our stuff out and we can finally begin building our stand. I take the kids to the fantastic EQ farmer's market while the guys do the heavy stuff. Somehow the impromptu-ness and the last-minute-ness works, and I am actually feeling that it is one of our best trade fair stands,w hen I survey our efforts at 6pm. After a mad dash around David Jones looking for sugared almonds and champagne glasses, we repair to a Thai restaurant near our hotel for beers and curry.
Thursday: Things can only get better, and they do. Life in Style opens and we are inundated with customers who are clearly loving all our great new products. We don't take a breath until 2pm, when I finally snatch a few minutes to catch up with my buddies at the Cupcake Wrapper Co, Down to the Woods and Made590. We work until 6 and leave Paul to stay until 9pm, while we rescue the kids from our babysitter Sarah, who is a real find. The boys are impressed because she's fun and cute and recently starred in a Coca Cola ad; I am impressed because she comes armed with a healthy lunch and cool DVDs like Bugsy Malone! The Lark kids have had a great day out at the aquarium and Powerhouse Museum. I'm exhausted and my feet are beginning to hurt.
Friday: Another busy trade fair day, even busier than the first day, which is fantastic and makes the day fly over. We have a birthday dinner for one of the Lark team and fall into bed very tired. Feet now hurting big time, thanks to the concrete floors at the Hordern Pavilion.
Saturday: Leaving the guys to man the stand I schlep around the Home & Giving trade fair with Morgan. We both find some cute things. Catch up with Diana, our sons' godmother and one of our oldest friends, at a Turkish restaurant. She has been looking after all the kids today, a group of 5 of them from toddlers to teens, but she still has so much energy (thanks D, you're totally awesome!!!!!). My little boy has learned to put his head under water in the pool, something we've been trying to teach him for ages.
Sunday: Off with Morgan around the Reed Gift Fair, then we are back for the afternoon shift. It's the final day at Life in Style and I meet with our favourite suppliers Mister Mista and Olive's Friend Pop and others, as well as making some new acquaintances and placing orders. I am very taken with the girls at Dear Charlotte, Love Banjo, they are adorable and so is their range (watch this space!). We pack up in an hour - how good are we?? Say goodbye to everyone for another six months. Thai again for dinner, yum, and we have a meeting to review the trade fair and go through the orders we received.
Monday: Before we fly back to Melbourne we have a couple of hours to peruse the shops. I head to some of the vintage shopping arcades in the CBD and go crazy in Haigh's chocolates. Flight back is all lovely and smooth and we are home in time for dinner. It's nice to be back, I am looking forward to getting a bit more settled in our new place after all the travels and drama and business of January and February.
I hope your week has been good!x