Busy, busy, busy...

My goodness!

Last week I would have told you I had nothing to do this coming weekend. This morning, I want to cry because of so many choices. First of all, I thought about going camping- just me, Petey and Mosie (yes, she goes camping, too.)

Then a friend invited me to her cabin, other friends are having a woodcutting campout, another is having a BBQ, someone has a birthday I want to go celebrate, Bob Webb and Heidi Mueller, along with other musicians, are playing at the Watershed Festival at the Fairgrounds- I want to do it all.

This reminds me of my grandson, Colston, when he was a toddler. He and I were at WalMart. When we got in line to check out, his eyes fell upon the candy display, right at his eye level. He looked at me, looked at the candy, looked at me.

"It's okay. Go ahead and pick out what you want," I said.

He looked at each one, touched a few, and I saw a frown furrow his brow. He started crying.

"What's the matter?" I asked, hugging him. "You can have whatever you want."

"I can't decide!" he wailed.

I tried to keep a serious face. "You can't go wrong. It's all good," I encouraged. "Any choice will be a good one."

He was satisfied with the final selection, enjoying it as we walked out the door.

That was funny back then. But now it's not, because I have so many fun things to do here. I can't chose wrong, yet what if I miss out on something?

I feel so overwhelmed, a part of me wants to crawl under the covers and say, "Just forget it!"

I'm not really going to do that. I'm going to choose one thing, and see if I can fit one or two other things around it- my main focus being that one thing.

I'll be without electricity off and on, unable to post, so if I don't check in with you before then, I'll see you Monday. Everyone, enjoy your weekend...

And if someone complains, "There's nothing to do here in Wallowa County," I can only say, "You're just not paying attention!"