Preparation is key.

I really need to start reciting this to myself on a daily basis... Organisation is not my strong suit. Hey, I'm still impressed that I've managed to set down a five-day mini tour of the north of England with Chrissie and Sarah, plus booking flights down to London by myself (eeeek!) to meet with agencies.

Which probably means that in the coming weeks, something will go very, very wrong. I am actually a very optimistic person usually, quixotic even. But I know myself dangerously well, and I am quite possibly the clumsiest, hashiest person I know, and I tend to make very rash decisions; facts that seem to scare the living daylights out of my parents and boyfriend alike. I have this trip too well planned for my liking!

I'm now thinking I need to get myself a proper portfolio printed... I'll get myself a proper, professional looking book to take into Oxygen, and the various other agencies I'm going to attempt to canvass while I'm down there. I've given myself a bit of a kick up the backside this morning - last night I was morose about a fantastic opportunity, something I should be relishing, not grumbling and griping over. Even if nothing comes of it, I'm in a fantastic position for a London agency to be wanting to see me, and I have no right to be complaining about it. I'm going to get myself down there, my lovely cousin Linda is picking me up to stay at her place in Windsor, and then I'll go see them and I'll do my bloody best to get them to offer me a spot on their books. Positive thinking Rachael, positive thinking! I can worry about the consequences if and when they offer me a contract.

I can tell that the tail-end of this week is going to be lovely. I can't wait to leave work tonight and go and spend some quality time with my lovely boyfriend - we don't get to see each other as much as I'd like to at the moment, and I constantly feel like I'm neglecting him. We had a rocky patch recently but we got through it like we always do, and I just want to show him I'm still there. Then tomorrow I'm going back through to Livingston, my hometown, to see my beautiful best friend Clair-Marie :D I haven't seen her since her birthday and I am so excited to go for a bite to eat and have a really good catch up. I always miss her when we don't see each other, but I know the best friend I could have because when we do get around to seeing each other, there's no awkwardness, just easy familiarity and lots of laughter. And then on Saturday, I'm heading back through to town with Michael's mum and sister, Norma and Caileigh, to go shopping for Caileigh's wedding dress. As lead and only bridesmaid, I've been conspiring with Norma with military-like precision... Cailz won't know what's hit her ;) Going to be a really good few days!