Wednesday 18 September 2013

St Lucia or bust


You may have realised by now that I'm the sort of person who can never sit still. About five years ago I was in a life situation that I didn't want to be in and after about six months of extremely tedious umming and ahhing (Ok, I've no idea how to spell that phrase) I took the plunge to get out of it. As with such things it wasn't as simple as it sounds, but the end result was me vowing to never get myself into a situation that I wasn't close to 100% happy with. I've never had myself psycho-analysed, but I'm pretty sure that this is why I'm a picky little fecker now.

I write this from St Lucia. In short, I'd been at home in England for longer than six weeks and was getting a little twitchy. On Tuesday I updated my Facebook status to declare to the world that I was getting a little twitchy and on Wednesday I booked a flight to St Lucia. I left on Thursday morning.



At this point I should probably point out that I'm not a gazillionaire. I'm just fortunate enough to know someone who works for an airline and can get cheaper flights on short notice. I also have a very understanding set of bosses who allowed me some time off. I land back in the UK on Monday morning and will be in the office by 10am.

Oh yeah, and this also happened. Again...




And this...



And once again I appear to have been mutilated by these...



St Lucia's pretty beautiful. I'm getting used to the whole Caribbean island thing having not that long ago returned from the Dominican Republic (note to self: must remember to write about the Dominican Republic). I'm staying in an all-inclusive resort, which I could definitely get used to but couldn't do every trip (again, twitchy feet) but it's ideal for a long weekend away. I'm also painfully aware of how glamourous that sounds.

I won't write too much as I'm getting frowned at by my fellow pool dwellers (I think the sight of a MacBook is making them remember the real world) and I'm also conscious that my posts are pretty lengthy, so all I'll say is this... No matter what situation you find yourself in, make sure it's a happy one. If you can't make it a happy one, stop being in it and do something else until it is a happy one. And if we fast-forward 30 years and I'm living in a house with 12 cats and having conversations with the toaster you can remind me of this, but that actually sounds pretty awesome.