Lately, I’ve found myself wishing I was Jello. Now I fully understand that crème brûlée can never be Jello, and really, there’s nothing wrong with being crème brûlée, but sometimes I just get a little envious of the Jello.
Did I lose you somewhere? I’ll explain. I’ve been lucky enough to meet and make friends with some fabulous people. In fact, just last week I went to the Evo Conference, where I rubbed shoulders with great women who are pretty big deals in the blogging and business world. It was an awesome experience, but soon I started looking at everyone else and wishing I was more outgoing, funnier, friendlier, smarter, you know, more . . . Jello-like.
I think we’ve all been there. Please, tell me we’ve all been there! If we haven’t all been there, at least have the decency to lie to me about it.
The thing is, what do I think would be different about my life if I were Jello? And how boring would it be if EVERYONE were Jello?
My point is this, I’m me, you’re you, and really, that’s exactly the way it should be. I need to be the best ME I can be and stop worrying about how my palms get sweaty when anyone talks about a networking event, or how I’m overly skilled at creating awkward moments, or how I don’t have moves like Jagger. Although really, I can’t say I’ve ever seen him dance, and I’m highly doubtful that he really has moves at all. But I digress.
I guess in the end, I’ll keep being crème brûlée, and you can keep being Jello, and together, we can be pretty awesome.