
I feel like I just want to sit and stare at a wall, you guys.
I drove into work this morning, reviewing my week in my head and said to myself, “Self. No more things until after the Camino.”
(Basically, if anyone wants anything from me, we’re looking at late September. Because the first week I’m supposed to lead an improv comedy night and the second week I’m supposed to be standing in a wedding).
So, that’s where we are.
And my sister calls me at work and says, “Hey, maybe you can give me dreadlocks before we leave on the Camino?”
I’ve dreadlocked two heads in my day. We’re talking a ten hour commitment. At least.
I think I sounded less than thrilled. She eventually realized that this was probably too much of a commitment for either of us.
But, yeah. I’m trying to prepare for a trip to Spain. Trying to collect all of the money, trying to give my pilgrims good preparation experience, trying to practice my Spanish, trying to make sure all of the reservations are made, trying to make sure everyone has their pilgrim passport, etc.
Oh, and I need to pack, too.

You know what I’m really good at, too? Overcommitment. I say I’ll do things and forget that, wait, I still need to do laundry and weed my garden and exercise and eat nutritious food.
I literally need to schedule days to breathe in my calendar.

But, it’s hard because I honestly do want to write a play and sew a skirt and quilt a baby quilt and practice Spanish and clean the bathroom and teach a swing dance lesson, you know?
It’s just, as my sister pointed out this morning, “To everything you say ‘Yes’ to, you say ‘No’ to something else.”
For the next week I want to say ‘yes’ to staring at a wall.
Because this week is taken up with volunteering, classes, visiting, and a dentist appointment.
Oy!
