My own adventure weekend

So, after freaking out more times than I can count, I finally made a decision about BlogHer. I'm going. My pass is already purchased. I decided this even though A suggested that perhaps the universe was trying to tell me something with the whole wallet thing. Apparently if that is the case, I am not listening very well.

What sort of put me over the edge was Jen's comment.

c) It's an experience. New experiences are always worth the time/effort/money.

You see, Jen (I know her outside of the blog) is the queen of adventure. She's downright inspiring about it in fact. I play it safe a lot, and I used to be the person who was adventurous. I moved out east by myself, moved to NYC by myself (with jobs to go to, but still). I took off to Europe with no plan other than a plane ticket and even though I may have called my mom freaking out the first night, eventually, I just took off and went where I wanted to, with people I barely knew. I even had a random border guard run in because of someone I was with having a Peruvian passport.

I miss that person. I miss going out of my comfort zone. It is winter, so I'm a little more blue than usual, but I think that maybe this is just what I need to get me out of the funk I've been in. I spend a lot of my time these days caught up in being M's mom. Even at work, because of being a working parent of a small kid, everything I do is influenced by being M's mom. I don't travel, I don't work as late, and outside of work, I don't take any risks. (unless getting pick pocketed for the first time in your life counts)

So, this is my adventure this year. Last year I was jealous of the people who got to go, because I wanted to. This year, I'm lucky I can go. If you're not going, feel free to live vicariously through me, I'll try not to let you down. If you are, you better come and say hello. If I'm freaking out, I'll be the one knitting in the corner.