By the time the mall closed on Saturday we were exhausted. Between sleeping on a train cot the night before and the frustrations that continued to plague us since we set up, I was ready to wave the white flag, crawl into bed and fall into a deep sleep. I couldn't wait to get to the hotel for the night.
We arrived later than we planned due to getting lost and traffic so by the time we checked in we were all dragging. We trudged across the hotel property to our room which was, of course, as far from check-in as possible. Finally, we arrived. We put down our bags, slid the key and waited for the green light to indicate that it was unlocked.
Instead of green, the light flashed the ominous red. We stood outside the door for several minutes, trying both key cards and discussing our frustrations. We tried one more time when we heard a scared voice from inside the room say, "There is already somebody in here."
Frustrated (and trying to keep from morphing into fury) we returned to the check-in desk. The clerk seemed surprised that the room was occupied but promised to give us another that room that he knew was empty. I guess he just rolled the dice on the first room? Unapologetic and unconcerned about such a mix-up, another room key was slid across the counter before the clerk went back to his cell phone.
After finally checking in, I laid down and fell asleep within 10 minutes. Sunday morning I woke feeling so much better. We hit the mall again and Robby and I stayed until about 2. We left to pick up Timmy and head home while Scott finished sales for the afternoon and came home after everything was packed up.
The weekend was exhausting but successful. Robby has made enough for his first semester at college and has started to fund the second. We never could have imagined that our little table at a flea market could grow so quickly!
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