I am having so much trouble getting a move on this morning; I think I have a weird kind of scrapbook-hangover.  I got to bed after midnight on both Friday and Saturday midnights and up at 7am on both mornings.  We literally scrapped from about 8am each day, stopping for about half an hour for lunch and dinner and the occasional pee-stop.  I took cans of Diet Decaf Coke with me and I really think I should have taken full strength, no holds bard, sock-it-to-me Coke, maybe now I wouldn’t feel soooo drained.

Of course a weekend away never goes without it’s hiccups and this one was nooooo exception.  We arrived at about 7pm to find we were “sharing” our cabin with five other ladies who had spread themselves out all over OUR BEDS!!! What the??  A quick chat to the organiser and problem sorted all be it to the sounds of five women bemoaning the fact that they only had “six beds between the five of them!”  I know, it made no sense to me either! 

By midnight the temperature had dropped to an itty bitty 0’…. fa fa fa freeezing!  When we dragged our selves away from the scrap tables some time after midnight we found our cabin was really, really cold and with no electric blanket, no hot water bottle and only, what felt like, a flimsy doona to protect me from the cold night air my sleep time was a tad miserable.  I got my head under the cover and curled up into a tiny ball and did my best to sleep. 

Luckily for Jenny and I a girlfriend was joining us on Saturday afternoon.  Following a quick SOS call to Kylie a much needed hot water bottle and sleeping bag were on their way.  I had no idea how wonderful a hot water bottle was, were I not married I’d definitely consider a long and lusty relationship.

8am Sunday morning and Jenny, Kylie and I find we are first into the conference centre where we discover, brrrrrr, gee it’s a little chilly in here!  Anyone cold?  Ohhhh nooooo the gas has RUN OUT, NO HEATING!  So scarfs and coats were the order of the day.  But hey, I came to scrap and nothings going to stop me, not even frozen toes!

Look, apart from the chilly reception in our room and the chill in the air I had an absolutely wonderful weekend.  I got nearly every single photo cropped, scrapped and into the album I was working on, I also got to meet lots of lovely ladies and eat oodles of chocolate while I was at it!  It just doesn’t get any better than that.

So today I’m trying to detoxify a bit of the chocolate from my system, get this house sorted and try to find some kind of motivation to come back down to the reality that is my day to day life, washing, vacuuming and cleaning.  Oh well only four and a half months till the next retreat…

TTFN