Too Much Junk in my Trunk – Pre BlogHer Jitters

Until last Wednesday, I ignored all the BlogHer speak because I was not privileged going. Last Wednesday, all that changed. I won a trip to Chicago and now I’m going too. I’ve been going through my own BlogHer emotional roller coaster.

1. Excitement – I had to tell everyone.
2. Stress – I have no clothes, no business cards, how do I get from airport to hotel, I only have 1 week to get myself ready for what 1499 other people have had months to do.
3. Self Pity – I’m fat, no one will like me, I won’t fit in, no one will dance with me, ooops, that was Prom…no one will talk to me.
4. Excitement Round 2 – I can’t believe I’m going. I can’t believe I’m going. I REALLY can’t believe I’m going.
5. Sticker Shock – Have you seen the price of a shirt at the mall? $39 for a t-shirt? At Target it’s $6.99.
6. Overwhelm – I’m never going to get this all done. I will never be able to find the hotel or all the parties. This is just too much for me to handle. Oh, Where are the kids? They were here last Wednesday!!! Kids?! KIDS?!!! Get over here RIGHT NOW!!! CALGON, TAKE ME AWAY!!!
7. Anger (at myself) – Why didn’t I start the biz cards last week? Why didn’t I stick to my diet last month? Why didn’t I… (fill in the blank)
8. Back to Overwhelm…which is where I am now. I need to stop reading TweetDeck because every time I go there I become overhwhelmed about something that I didn’t even think of before and now I need to do.

What does this all have to do with junk in my trunk? I’m getting there…I promise

As I wander around my house trying to pick up stuff because the cleaning people are coming the morning I leave for Chicago (add that to my Why didn’t I so that? list above), I see all the Junk that is in this house and got me thinking about all the junk on/in me. That is my side of the floor next to my bed and my kitchen. So much JUNK!

I spend so much time worrying about all the junk (physical and emotional) that is not necessary (is any junk really necessary?) I need to focus on the fun and the fact that I will meet a ton of really nice people who I only know as a small square box and by Twitter name.

This post is my way of getting rid of all the JUNK in my TRUNK. I’m so worried that everyone is going to meet me and find they don’t like me. I haven’t been pretending to be anyone other than me, but you know how it is when you are online. We fill in the blanks for what we don’t know about a person and maybe those blanks that you have all filled in are better than the real me.

To be sure that you all know what you are getting when you meet me, I’m going to show you all the Junk in my Trunk. Well maybe not all cuz a girl’s got to keep some secrets. This is the good, the bad and the ugly (figure of speech only)

• I’m shy. I tend to survey the scene first and then figure out where I fit in. If you come up to me and start talking, I’ll talk your ear off, but I may not come up to you first.
• I’m a motormouth. See the first point.
• I’m short. I am 5 feet tall. Everyone who meets me in person after knowing me online is always really surprised at how tall short I am.
• I’m loud. I have a very loud voice. I’m always being told to use my inside voice.
• I’m an overpacker! The airlines love me.
• I’m addicted to Diet Coke (with Lime is even better)! I wish I could say you’ll see me with a water in my hands all the time, but more than likely, it’ll be a Diet Coke.
• I worry about everything! I’m worried right now that you are all going to think this post is really stupid.
• I’m a packrat! I’ll be saving every napkin, paper, ticket, cup, etc that comes into my possession.
• I’m addicted to my iPhone. I will try to not be rude and check it when I’m talking to you, but I can’t make any guarantees.
• I’m fashion stupid. I won’t be the best dressed blogger there.
• I can’t say NO! It’s not in my vocabulary, probably has something to do with the packrat syndrome.
• I’m easily star struck. My lips don’t move when I see someone I admire. It’s a disease with no cure.
• I’m horrible at small talk. I’d rather clean my toilet than talk about the weather.
• I’m great at hindsight conversations. I always think about what I “should” have said and then of course worry about what I did say because that’s what I do.
• I say “So, Anyways...” way too often. I say it when I don’t know what else to say. Just watch me during my MomTV Digital Soul Hour show (every Wednesdays at 10 pm ET, can you say shameless plug?) and count how often I say it.
• I’m very organized. Lots of lists and great attention to detail (from my resume, HA!)

And the last thing I’m going to show you…is me! Since I’m not a #yummietummie ambassador, I’m very worried that I won’t be able to keep all my personal junk in my trunk. So, here I am, a full body shot in my workout clothes that hides nothing.

Now, I figure since you’ve seen what I look like like with all my body junk hanging out of my trunk. I’ve shown you the junk in my house. I’ve shown you all my emotional junk. So there isn’t much left to shock you about me. This post is my pre BlogHer therapy session to deal with all my insecurities.

Did I mention this is my first BlogHer? Despite all my insecurities and worries, I plan to have a great time and I can’t wait to meet you! If you want to find me at BlogHer, send me a message on twitter and I’ll send you my cell number.

Tell me about all the junk in your trunk. Let it all out!

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