Okay, so I was going to blog something else today. But I decided against it because I just wanted to get this off my chest. I'm so nervous at this very moment. So nervous I could throw up at any second. I woke up multiple times last with shocks of adrenaline. You'd think I was competing for the Olympics or something. Give me a break!

It's Monday morning and I'm sitting in my hotel room in Las Vegas. I'm speaking tonight at WPPI to about 1,000 people (that is, of course, if people even come), and while I'm trying to shake these nerves, I'm hunkered down reviewing for tonight.

Basically this post is just for me. For me to document how I feel at this moment and not to be overcome with fear. Because, really, all I want to do is crawl under the covers and wait for Tuesday morning to appear.

Dear Jasmine of Tuesday Morning…
You might have failed last night. You might have bombed. Badly. You might have said something you regretted (okay, let's be real, with your mouth, this will definitely happen), but keep in mind you gave it your best shot. You practiced and put together something that will hopefully help a few people. And if it doesn't…well…if it doesn't, you gave it a good shot. Failure isn't new in your life, and it takes a lot of failures to get to success, so learn and let it go.
Besides, you can always wallow in self-loathing surrounding by pints of Ben&Jerry's…and convince JD to buy you that Canon 35mm, 1.4 you want from the tradeshow floor out of sheer pity.
Love,
Jasmine of Monday Morning

And here's a sneak peek of yesterday's engagement session in Las Vegas' Red Rocks…it was an adventure, but more on that next week! 🙂