Funny how those flowery declarations turn out to be a load of BS. Straight talk seems to be better.
I NEED A GET-A-WAY, 12 hours of SOLID sleep, no worries, no obligations, no schedule....I need to forceably sit in a cushy cotton canvas covered chair near an open french door with a thing in my hands -- yeah, it has lots of pages, a hard-cover, words, a story -- some call it a BOOK [not to be mistaken for the smoother covered shinier paged, flip-through magazine]. I could then force myself to stop for a moment [yeah, like 3 hours more] to sit and READ this escape device while curled up in the comfortable chair overlooking the ocean I hand-picked for my momcation.
I did a quick search and since the internet is just an amazing plethera of instant gratification, my mind went on a short, but breathable journey to Sourthern California [check out the photo gallery - http://www.terranea.com/] where I found my dream momcation and was able to escape my Oh Not So Happy tired, grumpy mindset and recharge. Here's the replay!
RING! -- Hey, it's my room service with my fruit and yogurt breakfast kick-start - and yes, they placed it right next to my chair -- on a silver platter with an aromatic pink peony and some Godiva mocha chocolate truffles.
THREE HOURS LATER: Time for my sauna, followed by a 1.5 hrs hot stone aromatherapy massage, followed by a full citrus exfoliation, a replenishing shower, and a hair/nail, make-up appointment....
Of course my double-shot cinnamn cappuccino would be served during mineral make-up doll-up to revive me of all the relaxation.
AHHHHHH - I can feel myself feeling like a new lady, and not entirely recognizing her....but that's OK!
For the rest of my time I will wandering the Southern cliffs, meander back to my room, enjoy eating healthily custom-made foods, window shop in the hotel stores, meet my good-fun lady friends ['cause all of you know that you want and need to be here too....] to do WHATEVER WE WANT TO DO....
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REALITY - Back in real life - real-time now, I have 25 minutes to get ready for my workday - yup, Sat. 9-6. a quick hot shower, a quick haphazzard blow-dry, throw on some make-up to cover the dark circles, grab a banana and coffee on the way, hope there is a good song on the radio for the drive, pull into work, punch-in, start the day -- soooo, dream on without me friends
....I'll meet you for dinner poolside.
