Retreating

I did not visit my tree today. I have been too busy. Too busy relaxing that is. My relaxing involved driving. Quite a lot. But that is ok. I like driving. I had Prince Hal, Falstaff and the valiant Hotspur to accompany me which is never a bad thing.

It was my day for visiting Tilly. We had decided some girly pampering was in order but first we took in a few charity shops which is a pass time we both enjoy. Then we headed to a little piece of heaven on earth called The Retreat. Once there we took it in turns to have massages and facials. Blissful.

Whether it was the anticipation of such delight or something else, I do not know, but I slept again last night. Another straight eight hours. This could become a habit. I hope.