Too tired to write anything remotely interesting

What a day, yard sale at 7, art festival, groceries, blah blah blah. Friday I spent 6 hours away from my family at a very old, very posh spa in Safety Harbor, that is directly across Tampa Bay from the airport, beginning the day swimming in a pool of pure mineral springs water that comes from the springs on site. It was FANTASTIC. Then a hot tub with the same mineral springs, then an herbal wrap where I was wrapped up like an enchilada by a mysterious accented woman and left in a dark room to relax and sweat out toxins, and felt a million little tickles of sweat that i couldn't itch. After that, it was on to a massage, which boulders of stress were rolled out like playdough by a tiny over 60 woman who had hands like a terminator machine. Finally, the day ended with a facial and my face was left with an oily lavendar sheen that i can still smell a day later. YUM. It is interesting that the springs were discovered in the 1500's by a Spanish explorer, of course, the Indians were using it for about 10,000 years previous. Just a few miles north of this site is a huge Indian mound (their dumping grounds) so it makes sense they used the inland Bay area for oysters, fishing etc and dipping their own stressed out bodies in the mineral bubbly.
I needed it. It was great. I am thankful for the gift. Now am fully motivated to book another one next year.
Girls do wanna have fun.