It was really nice to have me time during the week to prepare for Pittsburgh. Not to mention I had other work I really needed to zero in on and accomplish without distraction (aka Steven). Boy one kiss and I want to rip his clothes off. How. Does. He. Do. That? And that's exactly what I did. I got a lot of shit done.
Over the last couple of weeks I've been bringing on interns to help out with stuff like social media and event planning, and still looking for one who can come in during the week for pitching. It's a super big help and takes some weight off my mind. I'm the kind of person who loves to be busy, but then, when there's so much I become paralyzed. I don't know where to start. At that point I give up and walk away until I get a game plan together. It's really weird and I'm highly aware of that fact. In some ways, I'm getting everything I want but the fear gets me. Who is afraid of success? E....it's crazy!
The other good thing about having my time is that I can do all of my secret girly stuff - olive oil treatment for my hair, getting my hair cut and highlighted, painting toe nails and of course, taking care of Aunt Flo for her monthly visit. She decided to show up Wednesday night. Great! I'm going to be cramping and lightheaded for my trip which means I will not be showing up to this pitch at 100%. More like 75%, if I'm lucky.
I will admit I was a bit nervous for this trip, but talking with Steven on the phone for 2.5 hours Wednesday night helped me forget about it. I am a big fan of being able to talk on the phone and feel it's important for couples to be able to express themselves in person, by letter/email or via phone. For me, I suppose it's all those times I watched couples I admire be far apart for long periods of time due to work or family emergency. They were forced to have a relationship by phone. So, if a guy doesn't want to talk on the phone....well, we either have to work on it or not. It's like hugs. Hugs can be so incredibly intimate and yet most men are like fuck the hug. Take off your dress. Steven is a tremendous hugger!
Thursday arrives and my morning call was rescheduled, so I literally had the whole morning to get my shit together, but.....because of Aunt Flo I was moving slow and in a haze. Before I knew it I was running late. Can't take the train. Now have to catch a $30 cab. GREAT! I'm bleeding money.
Once in Pittsburgh, my colleague and I rented a car. We got in late so it was night time there. However, there was just enough snow on the ground to reflect what little light there was from cars on the highway to allow me to get a glimpse of the terrain. Huge bluffs everywhere. It wasn't long before we came up on the edge of town and I could see how this city had built itself into these bluffs. It was quite lovely.
Every time I go somewhere new I always wonder what I would be like today if I had grown up and lived in that place. My colleague is a wealth of knowledge, or as he says "an intellectual trash can," and so he gave me some insight to my query. Apparently Pittsburgh has it's own language called Pittsburghese. Honestly, they have their own dialect and language that is specific to the area. For instance, they don't say Steelers, it's pronounced "Stillers".
We got to the "hotel", or as I say the stinkiest Quality Inn I've ever been in, located in the university area - I had no idea that Carnegie Mellon and Pittsburgh were literally across the street from one another - and I dropped off my luggage while we waited for my colleague's 79-yr old sister to come pick us up. She was a real treat. A firecracker who gives 79 a good name. She's independent, outliving two husbands, and has a quick wit. I loved her. At first I was worried that I "Pricelined" my hotel too far away from downtown (only about 2.5 miles away) but she told us later that downtown shuts down around 6:00p.m. So my hotel was perfect. She took us to a little place in the heart of it all on a cute street that was so steep I thought the car would tumble backwards from gravity. But it didn't. A couple of martinis and a burger and I was out for the night.
I didn't sleep all that great so the next morning was a struggle. I managed to iron my clothes the night before, which was wise because I was moving slow....again. Finally downstairs and into the Panera, located just under the hotel, a bagel and some Earl Grey tea and we were off. I wasn't that nervous, but I was feeling a bit on edge. Thankfully I had done my research on the players in the room. While my colleague went to the bathroom and got some coffee, I walked in to the conference room and introduced myself. Immediately, I noted the man from Oklahoma City and mentioned I grew up in Kansas. Turns out that he went to K-State and Hutchinson Community College and had even lived in my hometown. That really broke the ice and others joined in the conversation until my colleague arrived and we got started.
All in all, I feel the pitch went well. I knew that we were in the lead going in but I didn't realize just how much they favored our direction until the Q&A began. It was more like a planning meeting about moving forward than part of the pitch. We shall see. I don't want to get my hopes up but I am hopeful we'll get it. It would be my largest client and bring in some money to help pay down my debts. However, I have to keep thinking that if I don't get it, I will still be okay. Everything has been changing in my life lately and it all started with opening myself up to Steven.
Over the years, I lived in my past. I've had regrets for breaking hearts and such. Mostly for breaking one heart for a guy who would end up abusing me. It's as if I felt I didn't deserve God's blessings and so I blocked myself from receiving. No more! I am open and ready.....finally.....