First of all, you should all be incredibly grateful that I don’t know how to make songs autoplay on this post because (internet crime aside) I would be all over that. I’ll settle for infecting you with a magical, magical earworm. It will make today a little bit more epic, I promise.
So obviously I haven’t blogged much recently, despite a very huge motivation to do so – getting one of SLA’s Early Career Conference Awards and getting to go to the big conference in Boston. Which is now this week. This time next week I will be neck deep in day 2 of 3.
I am more or less materially prepared. I have business cards, and they are awesome – think Dulex colour cards – I have outfits planned, routes plotted, my hotel booked, flights booked (and seats selected!) and I’ve gone through the almost overwhelming and fantastic conference schedule and picked sessions. I’ve read and reread blog posts from past ECCAs and had meetings and discussions with my mentors, I’ve attended webinars and conference calls, I’ve even chosen my in-flight knitting. I am technically very prepared.
But what’s really kept me from blogging about this is the sort of nagging sensation that I’m genuinely just dreaming this. I’ve talked about it with friends and colleagues (oh, how I’ve talked about this, I’m so sorry, I’ll stop soon) but if I woke up tomorrow and it wasn’t happening I wouldn’t be too surprised. A lot of this is down to my current schedule, I think – thankfully with teaching being over I have a bit more time, but the week I got the news I had a massive piece of uni work due in, then I’ve had more coursework, an exam, extra hours at one job and just generally not a huge amount of time to sit down and let the news sink in. Plus at the actual moment I found out it was very late at night and even though I woke my flatmate up to tell her I’m fairly certain she had no idea what I was talking about, she was groggy and I was shrill.
So even with all my preparation and talking about this so much I’m still sleepwalking about a bit. I had a massive attack of the nerves when I found out – it’s a huge honour, obviously, and the old imposter syndrome snuck in (excellent recent post by Laura Woods on that topic here) but after that I squashed everything down into a ‘to examine later’ box and got right into the practical side of things, which I could deal with easily and which I’m really good at. I’ve even got the route to a wool shop planned and printed out to go in my travel wallet.
This week I have a lighter schedule at work and time to sit down and go ‘woah okay holy crap’ a bit. And get my final details worked out – successfully acquired a hair cut, because it was down to the small of my back and getting impossible to deal with, and I’m heading off to Muji (any excuse) tomorrow to get a travel pillow and other delightful Japanese inspired travel things that will make me feel like a proper Actual Adult. The fact that I’m taking an extra cabin bag just for things I am hoping to get in the INFO-EXPO hall (souvenir pens for all!) doesn’t diminish this, honest.
So it’s happening. It’s actually, honestly happening and I should probably sort out my ESTA sharpish. And buy some dollars.