Man, when I wrote down my resolutions for 2010, I don't ever remember thinking, "Yeah, this is the year I'd like to step outside of my comfort zone." Because? It's kinda nice in my Comfort Zone. Comfy, you know? I can simply go about my day, live my life, know what to expect. I'm have a ROUTINE, yo. A nice routine. A set routine. A predictable routine.
Apparently 2010 has other plans for me. And it's only the first week! Dammit.
First, I did something I didn't think I could do. Granted, it's small, but kinda big to me. See that blog button o'er 'dere at the top of my right sidebar? Guess who made it? Go ahead, guess...
ME! All by myself! So feel free to post it on your blog. (I'm kinda proud of it.) (Oh, but let me know if it doesn't work. Be the first to shatter my html dreams, you ogre you.)
Earlier this week, I got my first offer to write a paid (!) guest post for an awesome working moms site. So stay tuned for that. It's running next week.
And today, oh today. This afternoon, I am giving a presentation to over 20 people in my department. Including our SVP.
Let's pause, shall we?
See, I am always the gal who ATTENDS presentations. I don't GIVE presentations. I'm the one sitting in the back doodling. I'm the one whispering to my co-worker. I'm the one silently judging other peoples' fashion choices.
I will be demonstrating a new data storage system. I know this system like the back of my hand, and it's only 30 minutes. Deep breath in...deep breath out...
Screw it. Pass me that paper bag so I can hyperventilate into it, would ya?
And THEN, on my way to work this morning (while I was already vomity from thinking about my 1:00 presentation), I had a message from a friend asking me if I wanted to oh, perhaps speak at a conference in March?
So apparently 2010 is the year of Dramatically Tossing My Snuggie Off and Stepping Out.
Gah. Somebody hold me.