And... Relax.

I spent my Thursday last week at a Spa (thank you Vicky). A very nice Spa too I might add.
Stoke Park Club is where OddJob demonstrated his hat throwing antics to James Bond in Goldfinger and where Bridget Jones took a Romantic weekend away.
It was worth every penny for that moment when I thought to myself "Ah, this is what it feels like to be relaxed" So I'm desperately trying to hold onto that moment but even after 2 hours back at work I can feel the tension beginning to ease back into my muscles and the stress burning at my temples.
Oh well, I wonder if I can find a quiet place in the warehouse (that isn't already occupied by a sleeping Fraser)....