Today started with a therapy appointment then a 1.5 hour trip into work. I work in a city next to Boston. Normally, it might take me a half hour to get to work, if I drive. Today was horrible. To top it off, once I got off the highway, it took a half an hour to make it around the corner to work. I should have just turned around and hid under the bed.
When you start your day riled up about something, then get yelled at by some tenants of mine in Virginia, I was ready to cry.
Then, there was a lot of buzz about a private party at Blogher. I had filled out the interest form and today was the day that invites were going out. Of course, I am not at the top of invite lists for Blogher private parties. As a mental health blogger, I write about some tough subjects. I understand. I do not write this blog for money or for any reason except as therapy to get the crazy thoughts out of my head. I have met a lot of great people and found a lot of great blogs through blogging and I intend to keep it up for as long as I can. I just don’t get a lot marketers actively looking for my type of blogger often.
I did not get an invite to the party. I wasn’t really expecting one. There were a lot of people who were interested and only a few spots. I am a mental health blogger. Not exactly someone to have a party, some would say. Yet, I could not stop that little voice that said “You’re not good enough.” Invite me? Really. It lasted about a half an hour and as usual fed off of itself.
I am going to parties at Blogher. I have tickets to some first come, first serve parties. I did not get any private invites but you know what, really in the back of my mind, I am ok with that. I am not going to Blogher to get lots of stuff or to get drunk all the time, I am going to meet new blogging friends.