Monday, Tequila, and Being Bold

I started this week right. I woke up at 7:00 (unusual for me). I took all my vitamins. Then I proceeded to attend a free class taught by my work about tequila. A subject I've self-educated myself on during quarantine. Then I did something even bolder than drink four shots at 9:00 am (maybe this bold thing was egged on by said four shots).

 My boss asked what I've been up to, and I panicked for a moment. I always hate the people who don't have anything to report. I told her about you. I told her that I'm actually blogging. It's cringy to say, but I'm proud of it. I probably don't edit my articles as much as I should, but currently I’m just focusing on quantity, not quality. I've never really been someone who aims for perfection. Luckily for me, relatable is an easier genre to aim for. 

But relatable has become too comfortable. So I'm creating a new challenge for myself. For the next seven days, I’m going to do something different/bold and then report back to you, here. I can be bold for seven days . . . I think . . . I'm pretty sure. 

One half of that challenge for Monday (day one), was telling my boss that I write. She nodded her head and said “that’s cool,” or that's at least how I vaguely remember it. It's a bit of a blur. But it was an exhilarating blur. Well, I'm off to work. Hopefully I can do something bold at work and not get fired.