Ego Week
I don't know what it is, but everyone is busting out the compliments this past week. Well, most of the actual compliments have been at derby, but I'm getting some awesome inquiries and referrals, too, and getting positive responses from people in general. It's like the universe decided to play the Let's Fluff Your Ego game. Not that I'm complaining, but it's strange to have that happen all of a sudden, when you feel that you haven't changed in any particular way, or are feeling like you haven't been performing at your best.
On a related note, what is with my inability to take compliments? My first instinct is to deflect it in some self-deprecating manner, but that's not the right answer, because I don't want to show a lack of confidence. And, of course I don't want to sound conceited--not only would that be untrue, it'd basically make me hate myself. But, saying Thank You doesn't seem quite right, either, because someone will say a nice thing, and I'll say, "thank you!" and then they'll keep saying nice things, and I don't know how to respond and then I feel awkward and aaaggggh.
Yeah, I'm overanalyzing that entire interaction, because I'm ridiculous. My life is weird.
On a semi-related note, even the skate shop lady said that she's heard the teams talking, and that she thinks I'll get picked up this draft. At this point, I'm not doubting that I will, but I still can't be sure what team I'll end up with. Getting through the next few days between now and Thursday is going to be agony. Gaaahhhh.
P.S. I'm behind on posting photos for Photo-Making Month, but I've been taking them. Soon, my lovelies, very soon.
On a related note, what is with my inability to take compliments? My first instinct is to deflect it in some self-deprecating manner, but that's not the right answer, because I don't want to show a lack of confidence. And, of course I don't want to sound conceited--not only would that be untrue, it'd basically make me hate myself. But, saying Thank You doesn't seem quite right, either, because someone will say a nice thing, and I'll say, "thank you!" and then they'll keep saying nice things, and I don't know how to respond and then I feel awkward and aaaggggh.
Yeah, I'm overanalyzing that entire interaction, because I'm ridiculous. My life is weird.
On a semi-related note, even the skate shop lady said that she's heard the teams talking, and that she thinks I'll get picked up this draft. At this point, I'm not doubting that I will, but I still can't be sure what team I'll end up with. Getting through the next few days between now and Thursday is going to be agony. Gaaahhhh.
P.S. I'm behind on posting photos for Photo-Making Month, but I've been taking them. Soon, my lovelies, very soon.