Tuesday, April 11, 2017
I felt imbued, this weekend, with confidence. It was a good weekend anyway, filled with some of my favorite things (babies, bagels, bumping into friends in a random location), but there was just something about it where I felt very at peace with myself. I don't mean to imply that I've reached all my goals or never felt a pang of jealousy when looking at a perfectly-curated Instagram account, but I wore jeans and muck shoes to a networking event and felt fine about it, literally even when someone called me out for it. It's rare to feel that way, for me, anyway. Worth marking down here, I think.
I think it must have shown, also. Roger said, "My god, people can't get enough of you this weekend. Who knew?