Friday, May 21, 2010
Hustlin'
9:50 PM | Posted by
Lauren
If you follow me on Twitter (I know how much you all LOVE it when a blog post opens with that phrase) you have no doubt seen me hawking my goods (not those kinds of goods) that I'm selling on eBay. While I never use my blog or Twitter in order to sell something except for the occasional sponsored tweet I figured that tweeting my auctions would be a good way to help sell my shit.
Why am I auctioning off all of my crap? GOOD QUESTION.
I need the money. There, that was simple enough.
More specifically I need the money for that little unknown blogging conference that I'm attending in August in NYC. This trip is going to be expensive and since I don't have a job (at least not one that generates income on a regular basis) I have to find a way to get the money so that my husband doesn't have to foot the bill for a trip he isn't even taking.
I have never taken a trip like this before and by that I mean one that I had to pay for myself. My husband and I even had some help to pay for our honeymoon and that was the last vacation I took. I have gone on little weekend trips to visit family but visiting family is NOT A VACATION. Unless your family lives inside Disney World.
My roommate for BlogHer and I were originally going to drive but there is NO WAY. Driving from Dallas to NYC will add two more days onto our trip that I don't have. I love road trips but this is not the time for one. What are my other options? Train? No. That will take even longer than driving. I guess that just leaves flying.
In a plane.
Yeah. It's happening. I haven't purchased my plane ticket yet but that's how I plan on getting to NYC. When I think about it is the feeling, the panic, the sweating, it all comes back to me. How can I do this? Can I really get on a plane? If not, am I going to let this stupid fear keep me from doing the things I want?
HELL NO.
Fuck you, fear of flying. If I have to get drunk to get on the damn plane that's exactly what I'll do.
So bid on my auctions and help me get to BlogHer (and yes, I included alcohol into the cost of my trip, DUH).


Why am I auctioning off all of my crap? GOOD QUESTION.
I need the money. There, that was simple enough.
More specifically I need the money for that little unknown blogging conference that I'm attending in August in NYC. This trip is going to be expensive and since I don't have a job (at least not one that generates income on a regular basis) I have to find a way to get the money so that my husband doesn't have to foot the bill for a trip he isn't even taking.
I have never taken a trip like this before and by that I mean one that I had to pay for myself. My husband and I even had some help to pay for our honeymoon and that was the last vacation I took. I have gone on little weekend trips to visit family but visiting family is NOT A VACATION. Unless your family lives inside Disney World.
My roommate for BlogHer and I were originally going to drive but there is NO WAY. Driving from Dallas to NYC will add two more days onto our trip that I don't have. I love road trips but this is not the time for one. What are my other options? Train? No. That will take even longer than driving. I guess that just leaves flying.
In a plane.
Yeah. It's happening. I haven't purchased my plane ticket yet but that's how I plan on getting to NYC. When I think about it is the feeling, the panic, the sweating, it all comes back to me. How can I do this? Can I really get on a plane? If not, am I going to let this stupid fear keep me from doing the things I want?
HELL NO.
Fuck you, fear of flying. If I have to get drunk to get on the damn plane that's exactly what I'll do.
So bid on my auctions and help me get to BlogHer (and yes, I included alcohol into the cost of my trip, DUH).

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3 comments:
I would bid, but it is going to be my stuff too.
All good things come to an end..............................................
I hope you're able to get plenty of money for BlogHer. :)
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