Two posts in one day and each on completely opposite ends of the emotional spectrum. Lest you think I have a personality disorder (okay, if you ask my brother, he’ll say that I do), I want to assure you that the Oreos are gone, I’m quite fine, and sometimes people just have off nights. I bet you’ve lain awake in the wee hours of the night worrying about something that bothered you. It happens. Lucky for me, I woke up this morning (whew!) and I was feeling much better.
And today wasn’t just any old day. Nope. Today was Toastmasters! Last night, I wrote an “Icebreaker” speech basically about who I am and what I like to do – work, travel, and watch Deadliest Catch. This morning I emailed the Grand Toastmaster and asked to be put on the agenda as one of the speakers. Hey, if I’m going to do this thing, I’m not gonna waste my gas just to drive somewhere and listen to other people speak for an hour.
Maybe it’s not the speaking part that I need to work on – maybe I need to practice breathing and pausing. So, just in case we’re engaged in a conversation and I suddenly stop talking, don’t worry, I’m just taking a breath and practicing my pauses.