Social Anxiety and the Post Office.

Yesterday was a pretty interesting day for a lot of reasons…day off, walk in the park and a visit to the library in my new town with my guy, a pretty solid scope of work finished, and some delicious food…but the biggest thing about yesterday was that I finally went to the post office to get some of my books mailed out. Now, that might not sound like a big deal to a lot of people…most people, for that matter, but it was a huge stepping stone for me. I’ve never done anything like this before, and I can get some major, major social anxiety (as in, even got into a little tiff with my guy about it) about the smallest, stupidest things if I’ve never done it before. I have this paranoia about going in there, creating some unspoken societal faux pas that I was unaware of, and making the lives of everyone around me a little more annoying. I know it’s a little ridiculous, but it can be overwhelming, which is why my books have been sitting on the living room table for nearly a month now.

So milestone reached, I now am a gazillion times more familiar with the act of mailing my books out to people. I knew it wouldn’t be cheap, but I’m still a little uncomfortable with the price and definitely paid a little more due to my ignorance. Apparently, just a few ounces can make the difference between a $6 package and a $10 one, so those flat-rate boxes are going to be my best friend when sending more than just one book, and still might be more cost-efficient when sending out just one, when you factor in the cost of the envelopes I originally bought.

Ah, well. Live and learn, and about seven people will be getting packages with my books in them. Tomorrow, I’ll send out the rest, and that’s pretty freaking awesome. Even better, I understand what it entails a little bit more, so I’m looking forward to potentially more little walks to the post office to send my work all around the country. One step closer to having this whole business down! Whoo hoo!