I’m only two months into this thing and I’m really starting to worry.
You know… about what I’m capable of.
By forcing myself out of my own self-made cocoon of hermit splendor, I’ve put myself in a position where I have to go have life experiences in order to have something to write about. So to work up the gusto to go do things that I normally would not consider, I’ve begun to use this blog as a shield.
An all-encompassing, no-apologies shield.
I went pole-dancing because I “had to for the blog.” Think about that. That’s powerful stuff. When you consider that only a few short months ago, I was huddled in my living room eating pizza and ice cream with StumbleUpon as my only window to the outside world, it’s enormous that I’m armed with something to blame my new social nature on.
Today at work, someone who I don’t know accidently messaged me on Office Messenger, which is linked to all the contacts in the entire network of the company. The random message appeared on my screen telling me that this person was going out for a couple beers later and did I want to come with him and some dude named James. I knew it was a mistake and went to close the window so as to not embarrass the poor person any more than he already was.
But then I thought it might make good blog fodder so I told him okay.
I had visions of me just showing up on the town at whatever place this person mentioned because he would be too embarrassed to withdraw the invitation. I would just go with the flow, pretending to know these people and buying them drinks. I’d learn everything I could about them like some kind of investigative reporter.
As it turned out, the fella nipped the situation in the bud and excused himself for having messaged the wrong person and he wished me a good weekend.
But think – I altered my actions solely because of this blog. That means it’s taking over me. I might actually be changing into a different kind of person simply because I have to spit out 500 or so public words a day. I’m deliberately starting trouble to see if I can shake any adventure out of it. And I still have 10 months to go.
I could turn into a monster in that amount of time. ♣
The Jackie Blog 
Blog’s can be life altering, can’t they? It certainly has broadened my horizon’s. I haven’t tried pole dancing yet, but I have found many new ways to teach the human I own new tricks.
Sandy
http://www.sandysays1.wordpress.com
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haha I love this – thanks for stopping by! 🙂
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Reading of your new experiences in your blog posts have inspired me to try things that I never would otherwise. I feel the same way, I’ll try it and at least I’ll have something to blog about. That’s why sometime in the near future I am going to be taking a visit to a spa!
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Well thanks – That’s so fantastic 🙂 Oh yes please do go to a spa – I want to read all about it!
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You have a dog AND a cat that follow your every post!
I think the fella should have left the invitation as it was — tsk tsk to him for not allowing himself to meet new people.
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That’s pretty awesome stuff. Patricia Hill Collins told us in class that in order to view and understand the world, social processes, disasters, etc. that it’s important to first be in an uncomfortable position yourself. A lot of great theorists and other great minds were also exiles. This blog isn’t making you an exile, of course, but by putting yourself into new and uncomfortable positions, you most certainly have to be growing as a person. I’m pretty envious of your experiences!
I’m sure you’ve thought about this, but Lollipop Tuesday would be a great way to explore new places or experiences in Pittsburgh that you haven’t done yet (and you can subsidize your adventures by watching Groupon and LivingSocial).
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Thanks, Lori! Groupon doesn’t know it but they fund a lot of my experiences – or at least they will because they’re in my cue. Everything from cooking classes to wine tasting classes are on there and it’s so easy to try something new for less money.
And they even had a skydiving special not long ago…
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Am I the eternal pessimist if I also find a commitment to blogging causes dreaded Blank Screen Syndrome; when you’re staring at the screen and you’ve got bubkes?
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Appreciate you bblogging this
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