Thanks, Believer and CB. My husband just called and he was planning on leaving the resort at 10. I asked him why not stay and soak in the mineral pools another hour and leave at 11, when it's check out time. (Negotiating for one more hour of freedom!

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I've had a great relaxing couple of days. Usually I'm so task-oriented, but this time, I allowed myself to do basically nothing other than a bit of laundry and of course, the daily animal care routine, which I don't consider work at all.
I could have accompanied him on his holiday, but that would have seemed like
WORK. He understood that I wouldn't go because I have to give my 19 year old cat subcutaneous fluids daily and he's so fragile at this point, it would be a death sentence for me to board him at the veterinarian's office. I've never had a cat who lived so long with fluids--I've been doing this since last May. It's a good excuse for me not to go out of town with my husband.
It's funny that what other people might consider a vacation would drain me. Partly because my husband and I have such different ideas of fun. If I were to go with him, I'd think going for a hike or riding bikes through the Napa vineyards would be fun. Not him. He just wants to lie around by the pools and read. The times I've accompanied him, I've made excuses to walk around town, getting us coffee, just to do something somewhat active.
And then, if he drinks, and Napa Valley?, duh, he snores so loudly and I don't have another room to escape to. So ultimately, it's often been quite a miserable experience for me.
So other than having to go to the dentist yesterday, I have had a great mini-staycation. And the nice thing is that I will actually be glad to see him, now that I'm more rested and relaxed.