Back at Gatwick airport, buddies.
There’s a lot to be said for travelling alone. I’m so efficient! I’m the ideal travel companion for, well, myself. I really pride myself on finding the shortest security line, having my documents ready before asked, grabbing a coffee and locating the best seat in the airport. Not everyone is into that.
I am feeling super stressed. I keep waking at 4 am these days. I guess it’s a work/ex and the keys/pre travel anxiety cocktail. My skin has completely broken out, which just doesn’t happen to me. I’m a grease monster!
But I can’t think of a better remedy than two weeks on the beach in Florida.
See you in twelve hours, beach.
Pizza of Doom 
Haha I can totally relate to being the ideal travel companion for yourself! I’m also that person with all my items ready 10 people away from my place in security ha, my friends don’t get it but I’m glad someone else does 😉 Enjoy your holiday! Sarah (Girls in Polka Dots) xx
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I hope that you’re having fun!
Hey I hope your vacation is fun and is a good release from regular life. The nice weather has to help right? Rock on and keep that chin up:)
Thanks, buddy. I think about you sometimes. You disappeared from blogging world! I really hope that means things are going well in your world. Sending good wishes your way x
Thanks for the good wishes:) I did disappear I guess. I kinda felt like writing about the breakup was causing me to constantly rehash some painful stuff and hence I thought it was hindering my healing process. Not to mention I had a few setbacks during the process which I would rather refer to as “Mistakes” now. But I never stopped reading your posts. This morning I got to the office, logged onto my computer, checked ESPN.com, then another sports website, then WordPress to see how you were. It’s literally a part of my daily routine which seems weird when written into words but nevertheless it is true. Your stuff is sorta like therapy for me I guess so I guess thanks for that lol.
Ah well, that’s made my day! One of the things I’ve realised through this whole debacle is how much I love being able to help out others. So if I can give you a bit of therapy through my silly stories, I’m delighted. It’s crap, huh? I keep thinking “oh, I’m ok now” and then something knocks me right back into a crying mess. It’s a 30s thing too. Everything’s a bit more real at this age. And everyone is married! Well, I love reading your comments. There are a few people on here who I really, really look forward to hearing from, and you’re one of them. Have a great week! x
Yeah I know what u mean. Sometimes I feel like Im more depressed that my life isnt on the blueprint that I originally hoped for than the fact that I’m not actually married if that makes any sense??? but then most of my married friends are miserable too.. The recipe for happiness is one deceptive bitch i guess…you can make all the plans u want but plans and actual occurrences are two different things…