Shimmying the night away

Well, I'm sort of feeling a bit better.  Why?  Because I've decided to give my brain the month off.  For one month I am not going to think of the bad stuff, I'm not going to talk about the bad stuff, I'm not even going to acknowledge that bad stuff exists.

Instead, I'm swapping the bad stuff for some very, very good stuff.  I'm planning a few selfish and solitary trips away (spa days, country hotels etc) I have my mini break lined up with SJ, Morrocco and Cougar and between now and then I'm going to live the life a cosmopolitan single girl should live.  It is going to involve cocktails, dates, dinners and hopefully a bit of shimmying the night away.  There will also be evenings in with my Revenge boxed set, perhaps a glass or two of red wine and a whole lot of R&R. 

Of course, there's the huge potential that this cunning plan will go tits up - it must be said that I do have the propensity to make a decision and then minutes later do a complete volte-face leaving the unsuspecting bystander feeling dizzy.  It might be that come Saturday I am back on the sofa with the blanket bemoaning the fact that I've made an absolute arse of myself...

Only time will tell.