….of the year is happening in September. FinCon#14 is taking over New Orleans in the fall & I’m kinda-sorta-maybe thinking about going. Last year, when I first started this blog, I read all about it and I thought to myself I am SO going next year. And here it is. Next year. This isn’t a post where I need convincing– I’m already pretty convinced I should go. I am certain that I’ll learn quite a bit from the people much more experienced in life than I am at all things relating to money, it’s management, and social media. What is the problem then?
Have you seen the cartoon floating around with a man and woman looking at another woman, half clothed, appearing to be enjoying herself quite well, atop a bar? The punchline being ” She has three kids at home”.
Yea. That’s the problem. I’m slightly, ever so terrified of doing something out of the ordinary because I’d be in a position that is very out of the ordinary, and while that is great, I’d hate to embarrass myself. Or would I love to embarrass myself and make a terrible impression? Not sure. Either way, this perplexes me.
This leads me to this next point: I sometimes like to be contrary just for the sake of being contrary, because I like debate and discussion, even if it isn’t what my actual thoughts reflect. (Yes. I’m one of those. I know, super annoying. My sisters and friends remind me frequently.)…which leads me to my next character peccadillo…..
I’m on the introverted side. Which could prohibit all the shenanigans that could result from being away from my three kids, but won’t stop me from hiding myself behind the shutter of my camera most of the weekend, further isolating myself from the very people I’d be there to meet!
So, if you happen to attend FinCon#14 and see a blondish woman, dancing a top a bar, or egging on a really heated discussion, or behind a camera– chances are, that will be me. If you like pina colodas…..no. Not that. They aren’t my favorite. This isn’t an apology or anything. It’s more like a foretelling of things to come. That is- if I decide to go. (insert winky face here.)