As of late, my life hasn't changed. I wake up each morning, do something around the house, go to work, and then come home. Because of the lack of excitement, it means lack of blog posts. But this past week I have managed to break that routine. I have seen friends from high school that I haven't seen in months or even over a year. I have seen a movie in the theaters, eaten out most nights, and tried to make a memorable summer.
On September 25, 2014 I wrote a post called
Vulnerability (click link for a refresher course). This was a post about how I see myself as an individual. Because of the feelings expressed in that post, I have never felt comfortable approaching a man and asking them on a date. It gives me anxiety because I am the Queen of Over Thinking -that is a whole other blog post. Fast forward to April of 2015. My company announced a Company Party to be held at a Salt Lake Bees Game. They also mentioned you would being a plus one. Well, I decided it was about time that I have some stones (Reba reference, any one? any one? okay, no). I RSVP'd for Heidi Anderson plus one. Quickly after doing that I freaked out. I calmed myself by saying that if all the boys I know say no then I can just talk one of my siblings or cousins. Or I could just skip the asking a boy part and go right to playing it safe. I started to ask my siblings what they were doing the night of June 13th. To my surprise, they all had plans. Rude. Now I had to fulfill my original plan. I will say right now it worked to my benefit. I pondered who I could take as my plus one. I picked a boy, and stuck with it. My co-workers thought I was going to chicken out before asking him because there were some obstacles. This "Plus One" business became more than just a date. It is a mile stone in my life because I did something I didn't think I could do, and every one else knew I
could do it but whether I
actually did it was another story. I ended up asking Preston, everyone say 'hi Preston.' I can honestly say I had a fun time on this date. I may have over thought the entire night the week before. I was so nervous that all my friends probably got sick of hearing my nervous rants, but that is okay. The actual date went like this: We ate dinner, watch the baseball game, and thoroughly enjoyed some fireworks. I won't go into details about the night because that isn't what this post is about. This post is about growing self confidence. This post is to show women (even though I still feel like a little girl) that it is okay to ask a boy on a date. So what if he says no, move onto the next boy. Instead of waiting for him to notice you -lets be real, boys need a push in the right direction- take the future into your own hands and ask him.
Grow some stones. Big brass ones. (Reba again, anyone?)
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| Fireworks, Preston, Heidi, and SL Bees |
*The inspiration for this post actually came from my sister. She came into my room saying that she was going to ask the boy she is crushing on on a date because I inspired her. I am the one that gave her confidence. That was a pretty great feeling.
