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Let's do a little SAT-style word association. You know what, I'll even just go ahead an fill in the blank for you. Yesterday : T-shirt :: Today : Snow. Yes, I already went over this in the previous post. But now I've actually witnessed Chicago's first snowfall, it's currently resting on my car.
In unrelated news, I watched an entire NBA game tonight. Despite being an avid sports girl, the NBA doesn't really make my list, so it's been more than awhile since the last time I sat down to take in a game. Actually, it was my first Bulls game and my first time ever visiting Chicago. December 2005, the United Center hosted a sports career fair.
That was back in the day when I thought sports marketing was my career path. It was also the weekend that I made up my mind to live in Chicago. Although it wouldn't transpire until three years after that career fair, here I am seven years later. In the snow. Thinking about last year at this time, when I made life-altering decisions. Refer back to the post from 11/05 for more on my affinity for year-end decision-making.
chicago bulls snow down \11.12\
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Let's do a little SAT-style word association. You know what, I'll even just go ahead an fill in the blank for you. Yesterday : T-shirt :: Today : Snow. Yes, I already went over this in the previous post. But now I've actually witnessed Chicago's first snowfall, it's currently resting on my car.In unrelated news, I watched an entire NBA game tonight. Despite being an avid sports girl, the NBA doesn't really make my list, so it's been more than awhile since the last time I sat down to take in a game. Actually, it was my first Bulls game and my first time ever visiting Chicago. December 2005, the United Center hosted a sports career fair.
There are certain things about myself that I know to be true.
1) I don't belong in River North after 8:00pm. It's so far from my scene that it might as well be a different galaxy.
2) I don't have the innate skill set needed to work a room, carry on more than five minutes of meaningless small talk, or schmooze in any way.
3) All of the above are exhausting enterprises that make me long for my couch.
On the flip side, as I've gotten older, I have grown to accept that it's unlikely for me to always avoid things that make me uncomfortable or anxious. Instead of giving myself a hard time for not being a natural, or comparing myself to someone who is, I try to walk away remembering some positive highlights.
In regards to the River North scene, it may not be for me, but it's nice to force myself out of the comfortable yoga pants and ponytail bubble - if only to recall that there are other modes of living going on out there and maybe I'll happen upon something that will expand my horizons.
And instead of berating myself for awkward approaches and segues at this event, I've decided to walk away with pride in the fact that I impressed a couple people with my honesty, independent moxie, and a firm handshake. Yeah, so maybe I only met 20% of the people in the room and carried on conversation with a quarter of them. Maybe it's baby steps and I'll eventually grow bolder. Or maybe that's just my interaction level. Either way, I walked away calling it an outside the comfort zone victory.
no time like snack time \10.18\
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1) I don't belong in River North after 8:00pm. It's so far from my scene that it might as well be a different galaxy.
2) I don't have the innate skill set needed to work a room, carry on more than five minutes of meaningless small talk, or schmooze in any way.
3) All of the above are exhausting enterprises that make me long for my couch.
On the flip side, as I've gotten older, I have grown to accept that it's unlikely for me to always avoid things that make me uncomfortable or anxious. Instead of giving myself a hard time for not being a natural, or comparing myself to someone who is, I try to walk away remembering some positive highlights.
In regards to the River North scene, it may not be for me, but it's nice to force myself out of the comfortable yoga pants and ponytail bubble - if only to recall that there are other modes of living going on out there and maybe I'll happen upon something that will expand my horizons.
And instead of berating myself for awkward approaches and segues at this event, I've decided to walk away with pride in the fact that I impressed a couple people with my honesty, independent moxie, and a firm handshake. Yeah, so maybe I only met 20% of the people in the room and carried on conversation with a quarter of them. Maybe it's baby steps and I'll eventually grow bolder. Or maybe that's just my interaction level. Either way, I walked away calling it an outside the comfort zone victory.