Heading into my last week before I fly to Vietnam, the nerves were rising: so many things to do before take off! Complete poems for an upcoming poetry reading, finish working on Grandpa’s memoir, get travel visas, get new health insurance, buy gifts for Vietnamese host, pay off credit card (to make room for new debt!), put up a freelance website, make business cards, lose 10lbs., pack bags for three months, kiss cat, learn Vietnamese…
And I then I got an email. It was someone from a branding agency inquiring about work. Do I have the bandwidth (read: time/sanity) for a new project? I started to get stressed.
“Uhhhh….” (I don’t like saying ‘no’ to work.) I was about to write back, No, I’m a little tied up right now… when I burst out laughing. At the bottom of the email, after a description of the job, it stated: The project is in Israel.
Well. You can imagine the scene: me. staring. email. work. Israel. palm. slapping forehead. typing back: okay, I’ll go.
Still laughing, I called my travel agent the next day and cancelled my ticket to Asia, told her I’d need to reroute.
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