Twas the night before Christmas .. I mean Expo


It is the night before the Toronto Sport Card Expo officially opens for dealers. I am so excited I can’t sleep. This happens to me every time the expo is only one day away. I dream of seeing booths of cards and hunting for that bargain. Tonight I am Moby Dick searching his dreams for that white whale.

Unfortunately for me, I didn’t get the day off like I had requested for tomorrow. That means I will miss move-in day. That also means I have to arrive super early on Friday to claim my parking spot and move all my inventory into the hall. I haven’t moved in on a Friday before and it is causing me some anxiety. The show officially opens at 1 pm on Friday May 4th. That gives me about 2 or 3 hours max to prep my booth with my booth-mates.

The usual questions pop into my mind. Who are the guys next to our booth. Are they cool guys? Will they have monstrous walls enveloping my booth? Will I have issues moving and sorting my inventory when I get there? So many questions, so little time.

I am sure once I get there, the time will fly and I will be equally as excited as I am right this very moment.  Despite my anxiety, there is one thing that is making me smile tonight. I feel like a 12 year old boy again. My brain is full of worries that are rather trivial in nature. It’s nice to have those thoughts once in a while.

My wife is sound asleep, allowing me to sneak back on to the computer and check over my list of items to do, items to bring and items to find.

I will blog again in a little while. I have to get up at 6 AM. That is only 6.5 hours away and I can already feel the tiredness I will feel tomorrow. Good night.

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