Life as a MN can get pretty tiring. I’m on my twelfth week here with another 12 to go and, although I love it here and love what I do, sometimes it’s just nice to take myself off and talk to no-one and do sod all. And so that’s what I did.
First of all, after meeting a fellow MN for breakfast, I went off to The Feel Good Factor to go and get a pedicure and manicure. Indulgent? Yes, I know. But I like it. It’s based in the Mid-Levels and was recommended by a nanny who used to live in HK.
An hour and a half later, with nice, neat nails, I had found somewhere to eat.
It’s a French/American Bistro called The French American Bistro (FAB) and burger was calling my name and so was a glass of red wine. Or 2. I love having dinner by myself. There’s something quite special about a table for one, a glass of wine and a good book to read.
I then made my way to the hotel I had booked for the night. The job is great but ultimately, I am a guest in someone else’s house. And even that can be very tiring. I am living by their rules, I am being friendly, chatty, always there to advise. I can’t have a bad night with baby and come downstairs like a bear with a sore head. Try it. Be smiley and happy all day. For 6 months. So, I booked myself into The Butterfly; a boutique hotel in Central.
Rather nicely I got upgraded to a king size bed; did I mention that I am sleeping in a single bed? This is fine, but there are times when I miss sleeping star shaped. Or diagonal. I had great plans of perhaps catching the bus to Shek O as my days off are dwindling, but in fact, all that happened was I popped to M&S to get myself some Cornish cheese and found some crackers that didn’t have sugar added to them. Then went back to the hotel. And didn’t leave.