magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

A few days ago I off-handedly mentioned the possibility of an upcoming project in London. There was the undercurrent of hopeful thinking, in a joking, this will never happen kind of way that I might get to go to London, but basically there was with no real expectation that anyone would ever actually send me. Even if the project were to happen. But. Um, well, it is and they are and I am. For a week. I'm leaving on Monday.

I'm incredibly excited. And incredibly nervous. And have already suffered a stress-induced migraine and a whole bunch of jitters. I'm going to be dealing directly with the client, and am going to be expected to have great design ideas, and a whole lot is riding on it so I better do a damn good job.

But more importantly. I'm going to London. I'm going to London for a week. I'm going to London for a week for work. I must be some kind of hot-shot international designer.