I got an email a couple of weeks ago from the State Fair folks. They wanted to give everybody a heads’ up that ticket prices are going up this year. And that wasn’t all – they also wanted to give folks a chance to pre-purchase tickets before prices go up. The difference in ticket price is one dollar. This doesn’t seem that big of a deal to me – after all, the tickets have been $13 for years. The cost of setting up the website to pre-sell tickets plus the cost to send out the communication probably wasn’t inconsiderable, so my cynical side kicked in; I’m thinking they just need some cash before the fair. I didn’t delete the email, but I also didn’t give it much more thought.
Then yesterday morning, our ring doorbell chimed as someone was delivering a package. It was for YA and it was about the size of a shoebox but didn’t seem heavy enough for a pair of shoes. When I asked her about later, she said it was a pair of sandals. Seeing as it was -2° F when we were having this conversation, I commented that this was a great show of hope and faith on her part. She laughed.
So I decided that I could have some hope and faith as well. Most days I don’t feel particularly hopeful about the end of pandemic but I went online and ordered all our State Fair tickets for August. Hope, faith and I saved $8!
Are you making any plans for the summer yet?