it’s the city and me for the day.
i’ll be going door-to-door, ala “what became of one sweaty afternoon”, to duck into cute little shops and paper-lover heavens to ask them about carrying my cards. the business woman must emerge from her shell. again.
(and i would add “ugh” out of my complete loathing of anything sales-related, but there can be no complaints while winding down sidewalks under big, protective trees with a fresh coffee in hand…)
then at 3:30, i have my long-awaited meeting with these numbers have faces. and i say long-awaited because it has been over four months since justin and i talked about the world cup project…i kinda can’t believe it’s been that long, but hey, i checked the calendar. four months.
this is exciting stuff. wish me luck!
after a busy day, dinner with kate at por qué no taqueria on hawthorne will be perfect. prepare yourself, empty belly.
and i’m hoping for a movie at the bagdad, since i’ve wanted to go. for forever.
i heart fridays.