HOTEL HOSPITALITY

I like some things about staying in a hotel room.

Number 1)  I'm not responsible for cleaning anything in it.

And Number 2)  I'm not responsible for cleaning anything in it.

It's another reason I am looking forward to this little vacation at my daughter's home.

When I am home, there are a million little details that compete for my attention.

If I'm on the computer, why am I not outside working with my horse?

If I'm  sweeping the floor, oh, rats, I've got laundry to do.

How do I deal with my guilt?

Easy - don't do anything.

But here in a hotel room... I don't feel guilty about it.

And I like that sensation,

WHITE FLAT SOFT

How can simply sitting be so exhausting?

It has been shown that while moving around, we assume a fairly upright posture. But when we sit and relax, the head and neck slowly protrude, because the muscles that support them get tired. As the muscles tire, they relax, and we get what is called "protruded head posture."

When this is maintained long enough (say a seven hour flight from Honolulu to Phoenix), it causes overstretching of the ligaments.

Okay, our physiology lesson for the day is over.

So after 'just sitting' all snug in my flight, visions of soft

bedding and multiple large pillows danced in my head, contrasting violently with the haunting reality of a four+ hour drive home from the airport.

Guess which one won?

And I didn't care about thread count, I didn't care about the free breakfast (stale bagels, weak coffee and juice), I didn't even care about how many stars the hotel has on its Expedia review.

All I cared that it was there - it was clean - and it was soft.

Ahhhhhhh.