I didn’t want to title this post Plan B since I don’t need it popping up in searches for the emergency contraceptive.
or do I?
I mean come on…
he may be grumpy...but he was worth it all!
Anyway…this? Is not about that.
This is about something else.
look at me making progress!
Remember how I was all excited because Cort bought me that ticket to BlogHer (a blogging conference) and he said I didn’t have to pay him back the $200 for the ticket if I could earn the rest of the money to pay for the trip to San Diego?
Remember? (by the way, if you want to see how much I saved since then? My first pic of the above chart is on that link…so go ahead and click.)
So my plan was to try to win a $2000 grant through Mom Central.
You all rallied me into the Top 15!
I made it as one of the finalists!
And then I found out Monday that I did not win.
I was sad for a minute, but the winners are all deserving and I knew it was really a shot in the dark (although the way you all pulled for me brought tears to my eyes daily. What did i do to deserve you?? Really?).
I couldn’t sit and mope. I needed a new strategy.
Obviously I have made a big jump since the last time I showed you the chart! Yay me!
And look…a few more bucks in the jar:
keep yer hands outta my jar!
But I am not even halfway to my goal and in about a month I am going to have to bite the bullet and buy a plane ticket.
Gulp.
So I needed an idea besides the few sponsored posts I’ve done and the couple posts I’ve had syndicated on BlogHer (because let’s face it, while I LOVE those opportunities, I can’t control their regularity).
I have a few ideas brewing including still plugging away at my sponsored posts.
I have, however, swallowed the puny amount of pride I have and put a little donation button on the site.
It’s over in the left sidebar.
It’s also right here:
you know, if you want to send me across the country on a plane all by myself away from the safety of my couch husband and son while I might possibly be pregnant by then to stay with people I have never met in real life who could just as well kill me in my sleep just so that I can maybe have an experience that normally I would chicken out of because I never take risks but i really believe i might be good at this blogging thing and i want to find out how to be better.
you know, that.
plus I promise to quit with the run-on sentences.
Or just give me moral support that I can do this. I would love that too.