...Damn, I feel lame now, but ain't going naked sauna-ing tonight. Whole bunch of small reasons that tipped the balance when I added them together.
First, the kitchen blokes didn't leave till gone five (they went at four yesterday) and they're coming back at 8am tomorrow, which meant arriving there later than I planned - too late to do the other errand in Springbourne, and possibly too late to have a really long relaxing happy time there - and having to wake up absurdly early.
Also, it's really cold today and it's just starting to rain. And I'm thinking of walking out of there all pink and soft and steamy and hot and damp, then waiting for a bus in freezing rain, and then the half hour walk with the dogs back from Mum's in the same freezing rain... it's a discouragement.
The third reason's a bit more nebulous. It's a really nice place but the men that were there the other time were... well, rather a dull bunch. And just very... I don't know, local. Next-doorish. Not inspiring - OK, some of the men in the London spa were also pretty dull but there were some beauties to make up for it.
I just have this awful mental image of being groped by lots of uninspiring men and not enjoying it. I also have a really good mental image of enjoying it hugely, but both images are at about equal strength right now. So when I put that together with the weather and the time restriction and my alarm clock being set for 7.30am and some fun threads at TrekBBS (yes, I am a nerd) and the fact that the spa's not going anywhere and I can still go tomorrow or Sunday or whenever... not going tonight won.
First, the kitchen blokes didn't leave till gone five (they went at four yesterday) and they're coming back at 8am tomorrow, which meant arriving there later than I planned - too late to do the other errand in Springbourne, and possibly too late to have a really long relaxing happy time there - and having to wake up absurdly early.
Also, it's really cold today and it's just starting to rain. And I'm thinking of walking out of there all pink and soft and steamy and hot and damp, then waiting for a bus in freezing rain, and then the half hour walk with the dogs back from Mum's in the same freezing rain... it's a discouragement.
The third reason's a bit more nebulous. It's a really nice place but the men that were there the other time were... well, rather a dull bunch. And just very... I don't know, local. Next-doorish. Not inspiring - OK, some of the men in the London spa were also pretty dull but there were some beauties to make up for it.
I just have this awful mental image of being groped by lots of uninspiring men and not enjoying it. I also have a really good mental image of enjoying it hugely, but both images are at about equal strength right now. So when I put that together with the weather and the time restriction and my alarm clock being set for 7.30am and some fun threads at TrekBBS (yes, I am a nerd) and the fact that the spa's not going anywhere and I can still go tomorrow or Sunday or whenever... not going tonight won.
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