People who know me relatively well know that I have some pretty epic anxiety when it comes to driving. I will go out of my way to not do things that involve driving on highways. I will beg people to carpool when I have to go to work trainings downtown. I have often considered taking a taxi or an uber if errands require me to go more than 30 minutes away.
But I got a little crazy this last weekend and stepped out of my comfort zone.
SB and I were supposed to head to California to visit my dad for the long weekend, but he decided to skip out on the getaway and then, not sure if ya'll heard, but there was some pretty gnarly weather out west that I was really not looking forward to driving through alone. After much deliberation, I decided to just stay in Vegas, even though every last little bit of me was screaming for a getaway.
And that's when my mum texted. She happened to be in Arizona for the weekend and wanted me to drive out. Of course, this lead to my usual panic: I can't drive that far. It's raining. I don't like driving in the rain. I'll be all alone. I'll get lost. I'll have to drive through the mountains. I'll have to drive through the desert. I'll be in the middle of nowhere. What if my car breaks down? What if I can't get cell reception? What if something terrible happens?
But guess what? I did it. And nothing terrible happened.
I was able to move at my own pace. I could stop when I wanted to stop. I could have an impromptu photo shoot (in the rain) if I so chose.
And so I did choose!
Yeah, getting outside of my comfort zone!
What's sustainable about this outfit?
: the earrings are handmade and fair trade
: the scarf is handmade and fair trade
: the sweater is second-hand
: the shirt was thrifted