I debated deleting my last post but thought that would only confuse folk - have had a good night sleep and am no longer feeling sorry for myself - thank you for indulging me :)
Tuesday, 19 July 2011
Monday, 18 July 2011
Home alone.....again
So this is a bit of a self pity post - but I'm sitting home alone.....again.
We got home from Egypt on the sunday, Paul went to New York on the monday. He stayed there for 12 days, getting home on friday, was horribly jet lagged saturday and sunday (imagine physically present but mentally absent) and today he's gone to Manchester. Now its only for one night, he'll be back tomorrow, late tomorrow, and as at one point we thought it was 2 nights this is marginally better. But he'll be back up there 2 nights next week. And I'm fed up with it :(
And whilst I have had company some of the time, Sarah is currently in Guernsey (having a fabulous time) and PJ is at work. I could've invaded some friends tonight but I had a very early start to be in Southampton by 9 this morning, and had some work to do... and I'm probably only feeling sorry for myself because I'm tired. But I decided that a little moan wouldn't hurt and would probably do me some good as a vent, and I'm about to eat chocolate and then have an early night, so I'm sure normal service will be resumed soon.
Sunday, 3 July 2011
Egypt
At 4 am this morning Paul and I arrived back from a week in Egypt, staying at a glorious hotel in Sharm El Sheikh, by the Red Sea. We dithered for ages about going away, wondering if it was worth the money, and decided only about a month ago that it was, that unless we went away we wouldn't switch off from the world and relax, have some time to invest in us.
So with this, and some guaranteed sunshine, as our goal, we booked into an all inclusive hotel, for a reasonable amount of money, but encouraged that we weren't being too extravagant by Val and Ivor, who had a lovely holiday in Scotland for about the same amount of money (they had 2 weeks but were camping)
Apart from a very cramped, noisy flight we had a fantastic time. The weather was wall to wall sunshine, daytimes of 34C, dropping to maybe 28C overnight. Every day beautiful blue skies, spent lazing by the pool, or the beach, reading, listening to music or talks, or just chilling, swimming, or in Paul's case snorkelling.
Evenings started with a glass (or two) or champagne (ok Paul - the heathen - drank beer) followed by a lovely meal, then sitting out on the terrace, chatting over a glass (or two - do you see a pattern!!) of brandy - putting the world to rights or planning future holidays ( that safari we've been talking about for ages, a villa in Italy with kids and whatever co they have), talking of friends, family, life.
Decent sleep in a lovely room with aircon and blackout curtains and a seaview.
Lovely people, nothing too much trouble, who remember what you like to drink......
I'll gloss over the evening wasted by the stomach bug, even though I was very very careful.......
Paul had an amazing trip up Mount Sinai but wrecked his feet with blisters and aching muscles, I had a lovely manicure...I do feel a little guilty that I didn't venture outside the resort but maybe next time. This time was for chilling.
And I feel rested, and that our marriage has benefited from this investment, we, Paul in particular, have been very busy, and he flies to New York for nearly 2 weeks tomorrow, and this is how we chose to live but its important to give 'us' time too.
And of course I missed home, and the kids, who coped amazingly without us, and I'm glad to be home, and whilst I'd rather have another week off, I'm happy to go back to work tomorrow. This time last year it was very different.
So I have much to be very grateful for. Photos to follow..
So with this, and some guaranteed sunshine, as our goal, we booked into an all inclusive hotel, for a reasonable amount of money, but encouraged that we weren't being too extravagant by Val and Ivor, who had a lovely holiday in Scotland for about the same amount of money (they had 2 weeks but were camping)
Apart from a very cramped, noisy flight we had a fantastic time. The weather was wall to wall sunshine, daytimes of 34C, dropping to maybe 28C overnight. Every day beautiful blue skies, spent lazing by the pool, or the beach, reading, listening to music or talks, or just chilling, swimming, or in Paul's case snorkelling.
Evenings started with a glass (or two) or champagne (ok Paul - the heathen - drank beer) followed by a lovely meal, then sitting out on the terrace, chatting over a glass (or two - do you see a pattern!!) of brandy - putting the world to rights or planning future holidays ( that safari we've been talking about for ages, a villa in Italy with kids and whatever co they have), talking of friends, family, life.
Decent sleep in a lovely room with aircon and blackout curtains and a seaview.
Lovely people, nothing too much trouble, who remember what you like to drink......
I'll gloss over the evening wasted by the stomach bug, even though I was very very careful.......
Paul had an amazing trip up Mount Sinai but wrecked his feet with blisters and aching muscles, I had a lovely manicure...I do feel a little guilty that I didn't venture outside the resort but maybe next time. This time was for chilling.
And I feel rested, and that our marriage has benefited from this investment, we, Paul in particular, have been very busy, and he flies to New York for nearly 2 weeks tomorrow, and this is how we chose to live but its important to give 'us' time too.
And of course I missed home, and the kids, who coped amazingly without us, and I'm glad to be home, and whilst I'd rather have another week off, I'm happy to go back to work tomorrow. This time last year it was very different.
So I have much to be very grateful for. Photos to follow..
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