I've run away... well, not quite, but almost... by Friday I was a total wreck and thought in the middle of the night I was dying! I had sat up going through bank statements and what I saw upset me so much I felt physically sick... so, no sleep Thurs night and I took myself to the Dr's surgery and whaddya know... high temp, but the rest of it (chest pain, palpitations, tears, physical pain etc etc.. ) is pure unadulterated grief, stress and anxiety... so.. seeing Dr Monday am and prob get told to take time off sick, but am not going to.. instead.. after I saw them Fri a.m., I went to work and booked myself 3 nights in a lovely hotel... just me... and some paperwork.. my lappy, kindle, phone, ipod... lol etc etc... and camera! I have told NO-ONE where I actually am, and it is utter bliss! After work Friday I dashed home, saw to the dogs, cleared it with G that he was happy to look after them for the weekend, and I threw loads of stuff into carrier bags, bought loads of nost at the co-op, and called into Pizza Hut for a mega-salad bar n pizza fest... then booked into hotel just after 4pm... and have loved it here ever since... Fri night I had a "Lush" bubble bath and then snuggled up in bed for an early night... Saturday (yesterday) I had breakfast (om nom nom nom!) and then went out for a look about the area... took piccies... went to a coffee morning... came back and did some paperwork.. then I had a sauna, swim and laze in the jacuzzi! Bliss!!!
Antother early night (well, was supposed to be but wasn't really).. and this morning I was awake, as usual, at 4.30am... so I did some more work and at 7am went for another sauna, swim and jacuzzin session... blisssssssssss.... then huge brekkie and now back in my room... chilling... and thinking about going back to bed for a while too... lol
LOVE this place - so peaceful... and am anonymous...