My Not So Secret Diary

Sunday Night

Sunday NightSunday night… I had to pick my son up from work at 7pm. When I was drinking this would have stressed me out to say the least. Especially on a Sunday!! He works near the beach, half an hour from our house, so instead of complaining, I looked for the positive in the situation, and threw our swimming things in the car. We had the beach to ourselves and it was raining, but the minute I was in the water, all the stress and tension of the say just slipped away, just like it always does. Cold water swimming is literally a cure all. So here’s a photo of my feet to prove I was there! As the water is colder too there are no jellies to contend with either so double win!!