Freedom

I am about to embark on a mini adventure. I am cutting loose for three days. I am popping back to Yorkshire, the motherland and the heading over to Cumbria. I am going sans famille – no husband, no children. Just me, my Mini Cooper, and the Moulin Rouge soundtrack.

I can’t wait to cut loose. Throw away the shackles of wifedom and motherdom. I can’t wait to roam. I am taking a snack free handbag. I am not packing a wipe. I am loading up my overnight bags for three days, and I will return to being solely responsible for myself.

I can smell the freedom. I can’t wait. I am off to pack now and then I am going to get back on the road and roam again, even if it’s only for a brief encounter, I am going to savour every delicious second. How I miss my freedom, as much as I love my husband and children, I am traveler at heart and some days I feel like a caged bird. To stretch my wings again, for three days of liberation and soar – blissful.

Have a fabulous bank holiday weekend – what are your plans? I can’t wait to get back and hear all about. Ta Ta For Now.

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