Naked with a friend and a wet washer

I’m boarding the Radiance of The Seas in just a few hours. I’m obscenely excited. I hope my thousands, I mean hundreds … ok, tens (the birthday subscription drive was a bust) of followers will join me – electronically – for the ride. Unlike last time I left the country, when only 12 people checked in on my travels some days. 12. Not bitter, nooooo. I’m wondering if the lack of photos killed traffic. So I’ve had Husband investigating the technical stuff, finding the best way for someone with limited computer skills to upload visuals while on a boat in the middle of the ocean. Hopefully he’s got it sorted. And can explain it to me. Fingers crossed. Yesterday was spent madly packing. Deciding how many pairs of shoes to take, whether two litres of grape juice was an absolute necessity, that sort of thing. I also had my holiday spray tan. When I arrived at my friend’s house for a DIY job in her living room, she got cross that I hadn’t removed my last tan properly. So I ended up naked in her bathroom, while she scrubbed my cellulite with a wet washer. Not as erotic as it sounds, quite humiliating actually. But I look very foreign and glowy now, so I’m happy. The emotional scarring will fade eventually, along with the tan. Catch you on the high seas!
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