tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post534376248812877182..comments2023-10-08T22:15:45.041+11:00Comments on Life & Other Crises: Last Week I Flew Away......Kerri Sackvillehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08404421856986720832noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-90680725911768535972011-04-21T12:00:11.710+10:002011-04-21T12:00:11.710+10:00Good on you!That sounds like bliss. I'd like a...Good on you!<br><br>That sounds like bliss. I'd like a big slice of that if/when it's going around. xChantelle {fat mum slim}http://www.blogger.com/profile/02167267576456836722noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-77150553551763169952011-04-21T12:00:11.393+10:002011-04-21T12:00:11.393+10:00Love love love this. When I read the first par I w...Love love love this. When I read the first par I was all: "*sigh* i am such a bad mother cos if that was me I wouldn't feel that way." And boom - neither did you. Heh. Awesome - yes, we all need to be other than mother sometimes. :-)Jaynehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15664266067868579397noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-68633888484926058332011-04-21T12:00:11.172+10:002011-04-21T12:00:11.172+10:00Sounds like a dream!!!Sounds like a dream!!!astrogirl529http://www.blogger.com/profile/14247960865249753567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-50086180952027910972011-04-21T12:00:10.876+10:002011-04-21T12:00:10.876+10:00At my previous workplace, when I was lucky enough ...At my previous workplace, when I was lucky enough to go away for training or a conference (sadly not often because I worked one day a week; I'm suprised they let me go at all!) I was notorious for my behaviour. I would do whatever was necessary workwise, then the absolute minimum socialising with workmates (whom I liked very much), maybe one drink at the bar or a quick dinner. Then I would sneak to my hotel room (seriously before 8.30pm) without saying goodbye. I would get out my little bottle of cab sav, I'd run a bath, I'd read, I'd watch a movie. Bliss. Sometimes I did those things all at once. Bliss. Then I would sleep all night which is a type of bliss I find it hard to put words to. I never slept in, I went down to the restaurant, got a paper & a coffee and avoided eye contact with everyone. I just realised how much detail I've gone into here. I think it's time to go again, as I have goosebumps thinking about it. xxfrankienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-30042400004164351402011-04-21T12:00:10.488+10:002011-04-21T12:00:10.488+10:00Hmm, research. Will we be hearing more about what ...Hmm, research. Will we be hearing more about what this research was for? Or were you researching the effect of 3 days of bliss all to yourself, because if that's what the research was for you did a damn fine job already! I'm sitting here jealous as anything...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-90958912420657214262011-04-21T12:00:10.252+10:002011-04-21T12:00:10.252+10:00I'm off to a hotel this weekend but clearly I ...I'm off to a hotel this weekend but clearly I am not as clever as you because I'm taking them all with me. By all, I mean the family. The whole family. Kids too. Fluffy pillows I will have, but that will be about it. Thank you for reminding me how it <i>should</i> be done.lifeinapinkfibrohttp://lifeinapinkfibro.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-68255882099244193732010-05-05T23:36:03.278+10:002010-05-05T23:36:03.278+10:00I'm off to a hotel this weekend but clearly I ...I'm off to a hotel this weekend but clearly I am not as clever as you because I'm taking them all with me. By all, I mean the family. The whole family. Kids too. Fluffy pillows I will have, but that will be about it. Thank you for reminding me how it <i>should</i> be done.lifeinapinkfibrohttp://lifeinapinkfibro.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-22664837598536984192010-05-05T12:49:38.722+10:002010-05-05T12:49:38.722+10:00Sounds just blissfully fabulous. Oh, how I ACHE fo...Sounds just blissfully fabulous. Oh, how I ACHE for such a journey!!!<br /><br />You forgot to mention the company of your Tweeps in the hotel room. We were the ones green with jealousy over your tweets that night. ;)Jodie Anstedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12300961546795965857noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-24043640867939145082010-05-04T21:14:34.578+10:002010-05-04T21:14:34.578+10:00This sounds better than the break I recently had -...This sounds better than the break I recently had - that of my partner going away for 3 days. But even though it was him that had the break, I felt thoroughly refreshed myself!RubyTwoShoeshttp://rubytwoshoes.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-83041431780233491972010-05-04T13:55:08.916+10:002010-05-04T13:55:08.916+10:00Hmm, research. Will we be hearing more about what ...Hmm, research. Will we be hearing more about what this research was for? Or were you researching the effect of 3 days of bliss all to yourself, because if that's what the research was for you did a damn fine job already! I'm sitting here jealous as anything...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-49718238768593222782010-05-03T21:54:39.709+10:002010-05-03T21:54:39.709+10:00Damn. No choirs. Maybe suggest that for next time....Damn. No choirs. Maybe suggest that for next time.Kylie Lhttp://www.kylieladd.com.aunoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-85046271728527341612010-05-03T21:34:28.070+10:002010-05-03T21:34:28.070+10:00In answer to Kylie's question, my husband had ...In answer to Kylie's question, my husband had enlisted the help of the kids' grandparents (maternal grandparents, mind you!) and was remarkably refreshed and relaxed himself. The pile of laundry had also grown quite dramatically in my absense.<br />And Anonymous: I was there for a writing job. Research. On fluffy pillows. And other stuff. But the pillows were most important.Kerri Sackvillehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08404421856986720832noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-58758911747733157982010-05-03T20:14:27.223+10:002010-05-03T20:14:27.223+10:00Sounds like heaven! But do tell, what were you doi...Sounds like heaven! But do tell, what were you doing in Melbourne?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-55196409816961883992010-05-03T18:29:41.373+10:002010-05-03T18:29:41.373+10:00At my previous workplace, when I was lucky enough ...At my previous workplace, when I was lucky enough to go away for training or a conference (sadly not often because I worked one day a week; I'm suprised they let me go at all!) I was notorious for my behaviour. I would do whatever was necessary workwise, then the absolute minimum socialising with workmates (whom I liked very much), maybe one drink at the bar or a quick dinner. Then I would sneak to my hotel room (seriously before 8.30pm) without saying goodbye. I would get out my little bottle of cab sav, I'd run a bath, I'd read, I'd watch a movie. Bliss. Sometimes I did those things all at once. Bliss. Then I would sleep all night which is a type of bliss I find it hard to put words to. I never slept in, I went down to the restaurant, got a paper & a coffee and avoided eye contact with everyone. I just realised how much detail I've gone into here. I think it's time to go again, as I have goosebumps thinking about it. xxfrankienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-16401042426957814972010-05-03T16:05:04.269+10:002010-05-03T16:05:04.269+10:00Yippee - I find few things more enticing now than ...Yippee - I find few things more enticing now than fresh sheets and fluffy towels that I don't have to wash. Seriously, I don't have very high standards anymore. Oh, except room service...LOVE it that no one can complain about my bikkie crumbs in bed!!Anj and Juliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06559821447701440131noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-45599460090906736032010-05-03T15:39:39.761+10:002010-05-03T15:39:39.761+10:00Sounds like a dream!!!Sounds like a dream!!!astrogirl529https://www.blogger.com/profile/14247960865249753567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-32999702797254432112010-05-03T15:37:56.860+10:002010-05-03T15:37:56.860+10:00Once Mothering is part of your life, you gotta tas...Once Mothering is part of your life, you gotta taste freedom every chance you get. Time alone is like time with a unicorn. So if and when it comes your way, grab it and do not let it go until it is ripped from you. I never ever missed my children, even though people made me feel as if I should and that I was "harsh" or "abnormal" for lapping up my time away from them. Sure I would "think" about them and hope they were okay, but MISS them...Nah uh. I would cheerfully torture anyone who harms them physically or emotionally and I have no idea who I would be without them, but time away from them always served to refresh ME, the woman, and help me re-focus on how much each of my children have become part of me and my life and how much I love them. Being around them and there for them all the time, you can lose sight of that.Bang and Whimperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01488642623403197312noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-45961975723326884512010-05-03T15:30:43.145+10:002010-05-03T15:30:43.145+10:00Life is big. Thank you for reminding me of this. I...Life is big. Thank you for reminding me of this. I am holding out for feeling light and free and feeling Very Important. Even if it is only for a day or so.<br />Brilliant post.<br />Again.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-83246826656452993752010-05-03T14:47:40.088+10:002010-05-03T14:47:40.088+10:00Love love love this. When I read the first par I w...Love love love this. When I read the first par I was all: "*sigh* i am such a bad mother cos if that was me I wouldn't feel that way." And boom - neither did you. Heh. Awesome - yes, we all need to be other than mother sometimes. :-)Jaynehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15664266067868579397noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-67757586451393625692010-05-03T14:43:59.430+10:002010-05-03T14:43:59.430+10:00Good on you!
That sounds like bliss. I'd like...Good on you!<br /><br />That sounds like bliss. I'd like a big slice of that if/when it's going around. xChantelle {fat mum slim}https://www.blogger.com/profile/02167267576456836722noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-82215810878774251792010-05-03T14:20:29.715+10:002010-05-03T14:20:29.715+10:00Just don't mistake big fluffy white pillows fo...Just don't mistake big fluffy white pillows for big fluffy white marshmallows.<br /><br />Thanking you ... am off for a week in two days, kid free, hubby free and having a bed to myself ... I can now know what it will be like without having to worry about it.<br /><br />You rock! :)MadCowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08761614982824804458noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-66500665640415461132010-05-03T12:23:15.546+10:002010-05-03T12:23:15.546+10:00As an ex airline person, I've stayed in LOTS o...As an ex airline person, I've stayed in LOTS of 5 star hotels {Na na na na na !}and if I could, I'd live in one full time. No lawns to mow,no laundry to do,and a choice of a squillion things to order from room service. Of course, after the GFC hit, the Fenders were reduced to 3 star motels. Ain't life a bitch ?.....Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774807226689612975.post-13066306364658140592010-05-03T11:01:16.541+10:002010-05-03T11:01:16.541+10:00I LOVE that last par... we all need a chance to be...I LOVE that last par... we all need a chance to be ourselves, and what better place than one with room service and lovely little free bottles of L'Occitane and maybe also the BeBe that you smuggled in from home? Would love to hear how your husband coped in your absence though. Did he meet you at the airport on his knees, with a choir behind him singing paeans to your domestic skills, then begged you never to leave again? Or had he just brought in a nanny/grandmother and got on with it?Kylie Lhttp://www.kylieladd.com.aunoreply@blogger.com