Hey team! Hope all is well in your worlds :) I’m stopping by today to talk about “being uncomfortable”. If you’re anything like me, you’re happiest in your perfectly constructed bubble of goodness. For me, just the thought of doing something NEW tends to rattle me a big. Most times I’m good to go once I talk myself down, but OMG do I have something uncomfortable happening next week.
I’m not a fan of airplanes, or traveling alone, or being away from home…alone…for very long. That’s exactly what I’m doing next week. I’m hoping on a jet plane and flying off to the west coast to meet up with some blogger/freelance pals for a little girls weekend/retreat. Fun right? I’m excited…don’t get me wrong, but OMG am I uncomfortable. I don’t do this, but I took a step in a new direction and bought that plane ticket months ago. I can do this.
Do any of you know what I’m talking about. That excited, but completely hesitant feeling? The feeling that you’re acting like a childish fool? You know…that feeling? Please tell me I’m not alone.