I’m going to Haven.
As in Haven…..the DIY conference.
As in the Haven…..there’s no place like home.
In 12 days….8 hours….23 minutes….42 seconds.
And can I tell you something?
Just between you and me.
My eyebrows are ready to go.
Can you see them?
I mean….there are plenty of other things that I need to work on.
Trust me. Lots of things.
But not my eyebrows.
They are curved and plucked and shaped according to my specialized eyebrow guide.
And ready for Haven.
Now….don’t tell anyone else….but I’m a little nervous.
I mean….I’m really excited and I know it’s going to be incredible and we are all going to learn so much and all become best friends for life and march off arm in arm into the sunset and name our first-born children after each other and all that.
And while…..that sounds so wonderful…..
…..I can’t help but picture myself awkwardly standing there at the conference…..tightly clutching a few random business cards….shuffling my feet….looking around the room and tentatively smiling at people I have only met online.
People who I am inspired by every day. People with incredible projects and beautiful rooms and witty humor and great step-by-step tutorials. And maybe even better eyebrows than mine.
People who I hope will like….me.
And if all else fails.
And I get nervous. Or unsure. Or my business cards don’t come in the mail. Or my camera loses battery. Or my hair is too frizzy. Or I laugh too much. Or I don’t laugh enough. Or…..Or…..Or….. Or…..
If all those “ors” get too overwhelming….
I’m counting on my eyebrows to help me make it through.
To give me confidence.
Confidence to meet people.
Confidence to laugh at myself.
Confidence to not take myself so seriously.
Confidence to put one foot in front of the other in a room full of the unknown.
Confidence to simply be myself.
The best self I know how to be…..
……with a great pair of incredibly supportive eyebrows.
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