There was a time that I would have gladly given a kidney and a couple of incisors to have been called that, especially in eighth grade. How I pined to be considered bubbly, and have a name like Trixie or Stacy. Instead I was called "nice" or " even worse, "sweet." And, well, there was the whole Mary thing.
But the time for wanting to be anyone but who I am has passed. Like denim jeans at just the right stage of aging, my seat is perfectly broken in, and I am content in the weathered, and faded familiarity of me. Okay, most of the time? This is nearly all true.
On occasion, though, some particular course of action will give me a nudge, or sharp poke in the plexus and I'll think-- "Ah, if only I could be bubbly and brave for even just a day." So, in the interest of diversity and personal growth, I've decided to come up with a list of all the things that I would like to do-- if only, and just in case, I wake on one morning with a raging case of Reese Weatherspoon Syndrome (ala Legally Blonde).
EXTRAVERT FOR A DAY SCHEDULE
8:00 a.m. Call my agent and ask her what she is having for breakfast.
8:30 a.m. Call editor. Tell her I want to bounce around some title ideas for my novel that is due to her in 48 hours. Ask her what she had for breakfast
9:00 a.m. Drop in on neighbor of sixteen years for coffee. Take AED (Automated External Defibrillator) in case she has a heart attack.
10:30 a.m. Attend a daylight yoga class. Put mat in actual row vs. corner.
NOON Invite three or four extremely talkative friends to have lunch with me. At the same time. At the same restaurant. Tell the waiter it's my birthday.
1:00 p.m. Go to Nordstrom's make-up counter and ask to try on new foundation. Take-off all my make-up first? You betcha. Ask all hands on deck for input on color choices. Request that the guy in the Shoe Department be brought over to weigh in on it.
2:00 p.m. Stop at a local bookstore that I don't normally frequent. Introduce myself as a local author. Make bubblelicious small talk. Drop off complimentary copy of my book if they don't have it. Offer to do a future event. Leave business card(s).
3:00 p.m. Got to Library. Repeat 2:00 p.m. activity in a slightlier shush-ier voice.
4:00 p.m. Call three people that I'm dying to interview for Shrinking Violets. Email only if number not available (Does anyone have Anne Lamott or Nathan Bransford's phone number? :^)
5:00 p.m. Call Robin. Ask her what she had for breakfast.
6:00 p.m. Take myself out to dinner alone at fave natural food restaurant. Sit at cool counter and chat up the VitaMix operator. Ask for samples of three or four desserts before making a choice.
7:30 p.m. Go bowling with friend Kate who has her own ball. And everything.
9:00 p.m. Take bubble bath. Call several friends from tub to discuss book promotion ideas.
10:00 p.m. Charge AED for personal use. Just in case.
How about you? What would do as a extravert for a day? We would love to hear! And, if you want to share what you've had for breakfast, apparently, I'm all ears.
Happy week, everyone!