Got my 951 call today @ 12:15PM.
I have to say, it was a little anticlimactic. It lasted a whole 5 minutes, hung up, and that was that. It was a bit of an unusual day... I was accompanying my out-of-town friend who was sitting next to me, and her little girl was propped on her lap, eyes glazed over watching The Land Before Time. I was staring at all the weird posters on the walls, listening to Vietnamese chatter, and trying to figure out all the buttons on this remote connected to my chair, while this guy was painting bright blue on my toes (Blue! This was so not me.) But then I looked down and lo and behold, there was an unknown number calling. I almost ended the call before I recognized the area code, and my first thought was, "What! Now? Here? Ohhhhh man." Press Answer.
So after weeks of waiting and researching and anticipating, it's really gonna happen! Wait, what? Folks, yes I'm going to do this crazy thing and sell clothes. I'm going to have to grit my teeth and put myself out there. For this journey of the next thousand miles (or who knows how long), I'm going to have to find courage, make daily sacrifices, dream big... and make it count.
So glad I don't have to do this by myself! I'm counting on you. Yes, YOU! Let's do this, family, old friends and new. This is not about me... but rather a community coming together to do some good. So... Shall we begin?
Here's to taking the very first step.