On the Edge

I don't know all the reasons why but I am stressed to the bones. My pulse is racing as if I'd tried to outrun Sanna Kallur and that's if I'm sitting down! I have stress eczema that itch, I'm unable to sleep well - even when there's no full moon and my tummy hurts all the time.

But - I'll be going away this weekend for a couple of days here and I can't wait for some lounging by the pool. However, thinking of myself in a bikini - eeeek! - basically equals even more stress but I'll try to block that bit out and hopefully other people will do the same..

I'll also go for a short stint in the sauna and pay a visit to the steam room... and when I've done all that I'll be going for a walk around the grounds and pretending I'm in a novel by Jane Austen. I will not say which but Mr Darcy is more than welcome to sweep me off my feet.

Then, there will be some sampling of Leeds' nightlife and hopefully that means lots and lots of dancing, wearing this - and as the dentist-bride-to-be is as dance crazy as me - I guess I just might get my yearly quota of dancing, if only my toe stops hurting when I'm in my 3 and 4 inch heels... I simply will not wear flats for more reasons than this one!

The boys are heading off to some Baltic country where strippers, hookers, pub crawls and AK-47s are on the agenda. Boyfriend is unable to get time off work and as upsetting as that is - it gives me one less thing to stress about as I know just what kind of sex-maniacs the dentists are and most of the boys going will be just that!

Well, never mind about some Baltic country stag-do. I'll be having a great time with the girls and by God, there will be some serious cocktail drinking or tiny glass of sherry with Mr Darcy. Yum Yum Yum!