Day after tomorrow.
I leave for Blissdom in Nashville, TN.
This is big, my sisters (and like the two men who sometimes stop by, who NEVER leave a comment.).
The fb group for first timers has been a life saver.
It has also distracted me until I have gotten so little done in the last couple of weeks. I am surprised I can even find my children.
I have found so little time to actually write a post, I am unsure whether I can still call myself a blogger.
I have looked at others’ blogs until I am near panic-stricken:
(1) All the newbies have fancy schmancy designs. They keep saying, “I am just a small blogger.” People with like 300 followers.
(2) I have not seen one of their blogs before. None of the speakers or “community leaders” is someone whose blog I’ve even stumbled across before. Except for Shell. I would imagine you won’t be able to stir the crowd around her with a stick.
(3) I haven’t had time to keep up with reading others blogs. Exactly one half of the fun of this hobby. Maybe I will hit the blogs I follow and see if anyone is going who won’t be their first Bliss.
I am staying off site at a two-star hotel. If you’ve never had the experience, I will fill it in. Two-star means that when they say non-smoking room, they mean that it isn’t on fire. It would be walking distance from the hotel if not for the over pass. Yeah, I am not walking under there. My stuff will be at my room and I will be at the Opryland Resort. I am thinking of ditching the fancy dress on Friday night and just wearing jeans. I am torn between staying up late shooting the sh*t with new friends and pouncing on the powerful wifi signal and getting some stuff done. And going to bed. What seems like a big decision now, may not be in the moment.
Mickey sent me out shopping with the credit card last week. Two reasons, one because when your man’s friend hands him a Kohl’s coupon and sends him to get some new clothes, you know he looks bad. Mickey wouldn’t get anything unless I did, so…Okay. I have already lost one of my sweaters. That’s gratitude for ya. If my girls did something like this I would be catatonic. But overall, this is a fracking…YAY!!!
I would totally never have guessed that I needed business cards. They were a big hurdle for me mentally. I spent the money and then didn’t know if they would arrive on time. But they came today.