I ran out of my comfort zone

I know … I know what you are going to say : ‘ oh dear, it’s been a while, we missed you ’. Well, I kinda had writer’s block these days so, I basically couldn’t write.
I had no idea what I would say, which experience to share with you, which lies I should confess … but hey ! I am here so yes, you guessed it, I know what I want to talk about, eh eh.
So, I am currently creating an organization and thanks to my incredible intelligence (I am joking, calm down), it is going pretty well (because I have an amazing team).
Last sunday, we had a meeting. We were supposed to plan out things because (yaaaye), we are organizing our fucking first volunteering caravan ! I am so excited but that is not the point. I wanna talk about two little things that happened to me while I was doing my part for the organization.
The thing is, before we even made a call to action to have some volunteers for the projects, people had already registered on our blog so we had to call them to confirm they were still interested in volunteering. I volunteered to do it. I wanted the call to be professional but friendly, I wanted to feel the excitement of telling them: it’s happening !
So I made the calls and I knew exactly what to tell them and how. During the call, I would start by introducing myself and say I am calling on the behalf of the Volunteers caravan. One of the ladies I called heard my name and said : ‘ Oh that’s you ! I am a coder ’.

I laughed. I felt like I got caught doing something I wanted no one to know I was doing. Let me explain : about four months ago, I had the pleasure to be a speaker at a conference for a program named SheIsTheCode (google it, it is amazing). The program aims at training young women to be coders. That is where she knew me from.
I actually felt weird, realizing she knew who I was and even remembered my name. You know, although everybody loves to be acknowledged, we INFP, love to ‘ grow unnoticed ’. We tend to prefer being anonymous, acting without anyone noticing.
And at this very moment, when she recognized me, I realized all the persons I had just called would now have my phone number. Now considering the fact that I have been complaining for months that too many people new it (the phone number; especially random sellers), I had a hard time yesterday to understand why I completely forgot about that when I volunteered to make the calls.
Well, now I know why. Because this project is my baby.
No matter how uncomfortable I have to get to make it work, I will. I’ve always acted like that. I am not one to easily get out of my comfort zone. I tend to always choose the same kind of outfits, the same food at the restaurant, the same kind of friends. But recently, I realized that when it comes to my projects, I practically run out of my comfort zone without even noticing. And it’s a good thing. Because it means I believe those will work.
Eh I am so sorry I talked that much oh … I didn’t plan to ! It was supposed to be quick but eh, I am not going to complain. I hope you liked it, if yes, hit the heart button and follow me :).
