So, in that case, I will not tell you that I am headed to Spain for a week. I will not describe the anxiety I have felt over the last 3 days about going to Spain. I will not tell you about the thrill I got today when finding out that I will actually have a travel partner afterall. I will not tell you that finally I am very excited about this trip. I will not explain that I will be there for work. I will not describe my duties and heavy responsibilities while I am there. I will not blog about my responsibilities, and my plans to network with another lending museum while I'm there. And I definitely won't tell you about the fears I've had, or the headaches my poor husband has had all week listening to me lament about this trip,
I will not blog about being giddy about the food I will eat. I will not tell you how excited I am to try smoked jamon, and authentic Paella. I will not tell you about my plans to meet up with a blog reader who will tell me more about the city, show me sights and take me shopping for beads. I certainly will not tell you how I've been brushing up on my non-existent Spanish skills. I won't tell you how happy I am to know that Madrid has no snow right now, and that it will be in the 50s - as I type this from my cozy house where outside the weather has been frightful and snowy.
I won't tell you that I am excited to take a million pictures from my trip, and some I may even blow up and frame- using that new camera that I know you definitely don't want to read about here on the blog.
I will not tell you that I hope to find a perfect gift in Spain, for my perfect husband whose 40th birthday is next week. I will not blog about the souvenirs I hope to find while I'm there, for my sister- who wishes she could come along. And not one word about the inspiration I hope to find while I am away from my studio.
Nope. Not gonna do it.