My friend, and let’s face it, Virgo goddess, has whisked me away on a weekend break to a (surprisingly) sunny Bournemouth. Well maybe not whisked but this lucky lady won a weekend spa hotel break and invited me along. Hence Goddess, although for this there are also many reasons. Here’s another.
Self-care and a little bit of indulgence is on the menu which started with the obligatory chips on the beach and now the glass of wine in the hotel wrapped in a fluffy white towel gazing out to the sea.
Yes we are talking gratitude. A moment of pleasure.
No guilt included.