You realize you are a seasoned yogi when you open the hotel suite door and spot a bolster on the bed along with a pile of pillows and think...”restorative pose!” The bed full of supportive fluff smiles back at you and whispers “How was that looong car ride? Didn’t have time to stop and really streeetch those legs out? Too confined for a spinal twiiist? Awwww, poor baby!” This cooing and persuading persists as you survey your temporary digs and check out the ocean view.
No arm twisting needed, as soon as the husband steps downstairs to take care of business you go to work:
*Bolster under the knees? √
*Pillows stacked to support back and head? √
*Washcloth over the eyes? √
“Siri, set my clock for 5 minutes please.”
Ahhhhhhhhh.
You quickly replace the linens and accurately reset the pillows in place, otherwise your husband would accuse you of having a pillow fight with yourself. Then you muse about how you can sneak that bolster down to the beach.......
Namasté
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