The following weekend, we packed our bags and trekked it to the hotel. I had had a horrible week. I know it's not wise when on the internet to go into detail about what goes on in the workplace, so I'll just say that I had been thrown under the bus a little bit and leave it at that. Not only had work been freaking me out, but my friend had bailed on the holiday that we had been organising for almost a year now, which had really thrown a spanner in the works regarding my plans for this year. I was confused, stressed, and extremely unhappy - by the time it came to us leaving, I was so desperate to get away. I'm really happy that I took this weekend to get away from all the bullshit, I really needed it. I dare even say, I deserved it. I want all of you to remember how vital it is to take time out just to treat yourself. Hell, nobody else is going to do it.
(room 108 - sadly for my thighs, closer to the stairs than to the elevator)
