Homeschoolers look forward to the yearly conventions that come into town. If you are not a homeschooler let me explain what happens at these yearly conventions. Curriculum vendors come to sell their wares and there are several days of workshops that homeschoolers can attend. These workshops are geared to encourage, help you in your job teaching your children at home. It doesn’t matter if you are just beginning you homeschool journey or if you are transitioning from elementary school years to high school there are classes that can benefit you.
Generally, my calendar is marked for this weekend and this year was no exception. Unfortunately, a series of events prevented me from enjoying this year’s convention. The first sign that this years convention would not go as planned happened the weekend prior when my husband notified me he was traveling unexpectedly the day that I would be attending the event. This meant we would have to find alternate childcare, luckily my sister in law who lives in the area agreed to watch the boys while I attended the fair.
The morning of the fair around 4:30 a.m. a migraine came on me rather quickly. It was as if a light switch were turned on. Bing in an instant I knew it was not going to be an easy day. So I decided to forgo the first two morning sessions. This way I could take my time getting the boys ready and bypass the morning commute giving my migraine meds time to kick in.
Unfortunately, the migraine meds did not kick in and by the time I dropped the kids off and made it to the fair the only parking available was in the overflow lot. The overflow lot is up a small incline about half a mile from the entrance. Finally, I located a spot and made my way into the vendor hall. Since I missed the first two sessions I decided to go ahead and make my purchases have lunch and then attend one afternoon class. Previously I made a list of the remaining items I needed and each vendor had a booth there. The first booth I located my selections paid and quickly maneuvered over to the next vendor. This vendor had a very very long line. So I stood in line with my selections and once it was my turn my debit card was declined. That’s right declined. The sales attendant told me that this had been a problem earlier in the day for several other patrons and when I asked why. He told me that since the vendors are from different states and come with their own credit card machines it appears that I am making charges from state to state. Later I ended up calling my bank about the matter to find out why the card was declined and they said that their was a block on all transactions from that state because of fraudulent activity. Generally I use my checkbook at the fair and so the debit card issue is not a problem but today this valuable tool was in the diaper bag across town at my sister in law’s house. Go figure! Luckily I had another debit card that I could put those purchases on so my long wait in line would not be in vain.
But I was in luck or so I thought because the convention center has an atm machine. So I left the vendor hall and went to the atm and guess what the atm machine could not read my card and I still had one vendor I wanted to purchase from. Anyway I made my way across the exhibit hall to the last vendor and they did not have everything I needed so I decided to just order everything online.
Now its time for lunch so I went to the café where I had hoped to see a few friends from several homeschool support groups. When I reached the café the line was wrapped around the building. I was beginning to feel worse by the minute so I decided to call it a day pick up the boys and just go home. But I stopped at the booth so I could pick up information on how to purchase the speakers that I missed. Three years I waited to see Sally Clarkson. I couldn’t believe my luck when I saw here listed as a speaker. I wanted to introduce myself and tell her how much her books have blessed me personally. But alas it was not meant to be.
So I headed for the exit, only to get the door and it was raining cats and dogs. I did not have an umbrella so I thought I would wait it out for a bit. It’s
Truthfully, a good cleansing cry would have been perfect. But I just got in the bed and rested. Hopefully next years convention will be better than this one.
I think Alanis Morissette’s song Ironic describes my convention experience perfectly.