I feel like I should write something about Blissdom, since I made such a big deal about going, but I’m not quite sure what tone to take.
Here’s what I can say: I had a really good time. I learned some good stuff. I had a truly life-changing cheesecake. (SERIOUSLY. Will be dreaming about it for years to come.)
Sir Monkeypants and the kids were great. I skyped with them and that was fun, I had a nice relaxing train ride and a happy couple of days among adults.
I don’t know, I feel like a lot of people gush after conferences, feeling as though their creativity has been sparked, their social lives transformed, their community feeling cemented.
I did have a nice time, really. Just perhaps not transformative. I think I need to process things more, maybe.
I think my biggest thing is that I didn’t socialize enough. I had read ahead of time that you need to plan for what you want to get out of a conference before you go. Maybe you want to learn things, maybe you want to meet new people, maybe you want to party it up, maybe you want to connect with brands, maybe you want to score swag. All perfectly valid, and I got the fact that I should have goals, but what I did not realize is that when you choose one of these things to focus on, it comes at the expense of the others. It appears that at conferences, as in life, we really can’t do it all.
My primary goal was to learn stuff and as a result I attended every single session and lecture. And I loved them all, and learned a lot, and am still thinking about what I learned. I took away useful information about improving my writing and my blog.
But because I attended every session, I missed out on meeting a lot of the people I wanted to meet. I didn’t realize until very late in the day on Saturday that people were actually just hanging out in the lounge, instead of sitting in the lecture hall. I didn’t even think of that as an option. So I didn’t manage to bump into people I really wanted to meet, and although I hung out with four fabulous women (shout outs to Kim, Vi, Char, and Melanie), I wish I had done more mingling and networking.
(And maybe more swag seeking, although I did manage to score two cheesecakes, then promptly passed out from sugar overload. TOTES WORTH IT.)
But then I would have missed the speakers! And they were good! So, who knows.
I am feeling wishy washy. I blame the grey weather and the cold and a slight bug I have that I am milking for all its worth.
I feel like shaking things up around here, shaking myself out of this rut. That’s a good thing, right?
So to sum up: I had fun. I learned stuff. I ate cheesecake. I feel like it’s time for some changes.
Perhaps that’s bliss.