So, B mentioned that we might have dinner with a co-worker Wednesday.
While I am so excited (like, really!) to do this, it also terrifies me! Why? Well, here goes:
First, I am worried about my tattoos. Not ashamed of them, mind you, just worried. I know that while ink is pretty mainstream now some people frown upon it. I'm more worried about this with B's parents.
Second, I'm worried about my overall appearance. Not that I think I'm not attractive, etc., just that I know that B's ex-wife lost a lot of weight and I worry about being compared to her.
And then there's the general worry about not being entertaining enough or funny or witty.
These are all valid concerns, even if they're not necessarily rational. I am just going to be me and let the chips fall where they may.
Maybe wearing a pretty new bra and panties B got me will make me feel better. * grin *
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