I packed my bag, which the kids thought was a great picnic table to eat their snack on this morning. I just pray I have everything I need and didn’t forget anything important. And have the courage to open my mouth and talk to total stranger…. I know some call this “networking” I call it torture.
On the way to the airport my sweet little one feel asleep and I realized I will not see him for 4 days. I admit I feel a bit sick to my stomach and wonder WHAT ON EARTH I was thinking? This is SO not me….. as I sit at the airport among business men texting, typing and talking on the phone all at the same time “about moving 3 million to account 335” I realize I am totally out of my comfort zone.
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