I’m just now rejoining the land of the living. I was among the zombies for the past couple days. No, not in a fun way like when Brock and I were extras in a movie about the walking dead, but in a ‘my body has been taken over by pathogens’ kind of way. Not so fun. Especially because it’s my spring break. I’m trying to resist the urge to pout and stomp my feet. It helps that pouting and stomping requires more energy than I currently possess.
We usually try to go camping each spring break, but Brock’s work schedule did not allow for this year (again, not pouting or stomping). I realized a few years ago that it is very important for me to get out of town for a least a couple days each spring break. If I don’t, I find myself getting grumpy upon hearing the stories of lavish vacations when school resumes. I don’t need the long or elaborate trips (okay, want maybe, but not need), just a short jaunt to a new location with a new (or no) routine.
This year, I decided to go to Asheville and stay at Peaceful Quest Retreats, which is owned by a fellow blogger:) It was a great decision. I love Asheville and I haven’t been in many years (with my ex). I enjoyed puttering around the shops, watching the crowds, eating an awesome veggie bowl at Laughing Seed Cafe and touring the art museum.
I forgot about my increasing headache as soon as I pulled into the parking spot at Peaceful Quest Retreats. The name is apt; the setting is absolutely magical. And the company that evening was too:) It was a great night and I was looking forward to more.
Unfortunately, my resident pathogens had other plans. I awoke the next morning with a sore throat and body aches. I pretended they didn’t didn’t exist long enough to tour the property and visit the arboretum. The latter was one of the nicest I have ever seen and I really want to see both in the summer when all of the trees have leafed out.
I then made the difficult decision to cut my visit short so that I could drive before my fever took full hold and so that I could get to the doctor first thing Monday morning. Sigh. Stupid bacteria.
But I’m not pouting or stomping.
I had a great (although waaay too short) trip. I met new friends and saw new sights. I slept for 18 hours and saw some very bad TV which reminded me why I prefer books. The antibiotics are working and I am slowly winning the war against the invading hordes. I took advantage of my low energy today to tackle my tedious to-do list for spring break (including finally updating my blog’s look!). I hope that there is an overlap of good weather and wellness over the next few days so that I can get outside and enjoy the hikes and the gardens that I adore. But, even if that is not to be, I’m not pouting or stomping because I still have these precious days to slow down and take a breath. And that’s worth a smile.
Glad to hear you’re on the mend & were able to get away. My getaway has been 2 weeks of blues & the past 2 days if outright misery (the ex & a bout of unrequited love).
Your tale reminds me that others have been down this retched path. And, I am slowly beginning to realize that I need the help of friends to navigate the shit-storm that my life has become. Your blog helps me with that.
And for that, I will forever be in your debt.
Steve
Sorry to hear you’re in a rough patch. It’s true – we can’t do this alone. It can be so helpful to listen to those who are further down the road. Thinking of you.
Much!
I’m so glad you are feeling better. May you return to the mountains soon. Much love!!!!
I’ve been up to the Blue Ridge Mountains once, and it was one of the best little weekend vacation spots. I cant wait to return this summer.
P.S. I do like your blog’s updated look.
Peace retreat, what a great idea! I am glad you feel better. Take care.
Is there something in the air? My anniversary (what would of been 28th) was on Easter. Talk about a day to stay in bed. Hope you are feeling better, just passed thru the Catoctin Mountains and thought it would be a great place to run. Hope Spring gets here soon.