I don’t know how to sit on my bed without the sheets getting sticky again. We just received clean ones and I’d like to keep it like that for at least a few more hours. I’m ultra-sticky at this moment. Not only have the clouds disappeared and is the sun shining for two, I’ve also been buttered up and not rinsed off again by some nice lady with painful hands. A one hour massage sounded great. During it was quite a hell but of course worth every wince and ache. I could have and did guess my back would be a problem. Though right now, apart from the extreme stickiness, I feel reborn.
Before all this bliss, mom and I had walked the beach and did nothing. Afterwards we walked the other side and went to one of the local craft markets and bought my mother a necklace. Dad is going to hate it, she is sure of it. But dad and the boys are fishing, so he has no choice in this.
I’m looking forward to somehow scrubbing this stuff off me in the evening after dinner. Or at least giving it a go and probably fail doing so. Tomorrow’s the last day, gonna miss the heat and the ocean.