Stepping Into the Unknown

Okay, so. Next month is the first ever Aiming Low Non-Conference and I'm going. ALONE.  I can't think of the last time I've done something like this.  Wait....  It was.... NEVER!!  I NEVER do stuff like this ALONE.  I usually drag someone along with me because I like having a built-in person that I know. Someone to talk to.  For an Introvert like me, getting on a plane to go someplace full of people I don't know is so far out of my comfort zone, I can't even begin to imagine I can see it from where I'm sitting.  

I was on the phone with TWH earlier confiding how the thought of this actually makes my stomach hurt a little.  I'm kind of a dork y'all.  Okay, I'm a really big dork y'all.  I've said before that I suck at small talk. I'm also the queen of the Random, Ill-Timed, Inappropriate Thing To Say.   I am so afraid that I'll be the chubby loser in the weird looking clothes sitting in a corner just waiting for someone to talk to me because I'm damn near incapable of starting a conversation on my own.  Sort of like High School when I was the really skinny, gangly, bespectacled, buck toothed loser in the weird clothes sitting in a corner waiting for someone to talk to me.  Because I was incapable of starting a conversation on my own then too.

If you're going to Non-Con and you see me sitting around looking a overwhelmed and maybe about to cry, bring me a Vodka & Cranberry & say "Hi". Once the ice is broken, I can take it from there.  

The first step is always the hardest.