Wednesday

I painted the ceiling (well, 85% of it)
This morning I decided to work at the front desk with Hector for a while after breakfast. Then I decided to take a nice leisurely stroll into the village. I was really just prolonging the beginning of 'renovation day two'. You haven't felt pain unless you painted a ceiling in 100 degree weather. It was so hot, my iPhone, which was providing the musical entertainment for us, suddenly stopped because it had overheated. And yet I soldiered on. I was determined to finish painting this room today. I had to wear sunglasses to keep the paint from splattering into my eyes (painted with a roller). My clothes were literally drenched in sweat.  It is the grossest feeling in the world when you're sweating so much, it trickles down you're legs. Sorry for that imagery; I am just trying to justify what we did after the long, hard, painful, tiring day of work I had. We went to the spa for massages! I never really go to spas, but it was just what I needed. I picked the passion fruit oil massage and it smelled heavenly. It was the best hour ever. Off the record, there were so many candles in the dressing/bath room! I accidentally set my band tee too close to one of them and now I have these really rad looking holes in it.
lookin good



aren't these gorgeous. they smell amazing too.


gpoy in my robe