After neurotically obsessing over whether I should go (because I neurotically obsess over everything) and talking about it with Ryan, I decided I’d be a fool if I didn’t take the chance to go when the conference is practically in my backyard.
So, I’m going to Bloggy Boot Camp in Minneapolis! I’m nervous/excited. Excited because I’m going to get to meet a bunch of other bloggers. And nervous because…I’m going to get to meet a bunch of other bloggers. It’s not that I’m anti-social. I promise you. I’m actually pretty awesome in a chubby, awkward kind of way. But being thrown into the middle of a crowd of strangers brings back out my inner 13-year-old in full force.
So, if you’re going to Bloggy Bootcamp in Minneapolis, I’d love to meet you. I’ll be the woman hiding in a corner. Or a bathroom stall. Or under a table.
Please say hello and tell me to get over myself. I’d appreciate it.