Cocoon

40 hours.

That is exactly how much time I get when I try to get away with my husband. That’s how much time we are left with when we try to celebrate our wedding anniversary 5 weeks late. Six p.m. on Friday to 10 a.m. on Sunday. 40 hours.

But we’ve learned to cocoon. Stay in the room (or near the room). Eat at the hotel. Don’t get in the car. Don’t plan a big, expensive dinner. Watch movies on the laptop or on TV.

Cocoon. Dig in like a little satiated caterpillar in the pupa stage. Wait it out. Wait to be changed. Or at the very least, to relax.

We did make the 3 minute walk to the spa yesterday where we spent the afternoon.

(Regarding a man who appreciates the spa: the esthetician who worked with me told me that my husband must be very in touch with his yin to love the spa. Whatever. I just think he likes to be pampered.)

I opted for an herbal body wrap which promised skin tightening, increased circulation and improved skin condition. It promised a lot for 80 minutes. Reduce cellulite? Make my skin look a little younger? Detoxify? Let someone wrap me up like a pupa and then massage my scalp while I “cook”? Sure, I’ll try it.

While Chad was in the next room exploring his yin with a “Gentleman’s Facial”, I was slathered in different goopy lotions/oils/gels (not sure, it was dark) and wrapped up in a crinkly, plastic sheet and then piled with hot towels. She wrapped me up again with soft blankets and began a facial massage. At this point I didn’t care about tightening or detoxifying, I was just cozy and warm and perfect.

By the end of the treatment, I don’t think my problem areas were any tighter. I’m not sure if my circulation was stimulated or if my cellulite was noticeably reduced. I do know that I smelled like something between a pumpkin and a honeydew melon and that my skin was softer than it has been in months.

Did 80 minutes in a cocoon deliver all that it promised? Probably not. But it did relax me and made me slow down for a little while. I could be quiet on the inside and that felt good.

Has 40 hours away with my husband with the purpose to reconnect deliver all that it has promised? By all means. We didn’t go to the movies or the beach. We didn’t leave the hotel. We moved within the triangle that that spa, the restaurant and the room made. We stayed together. We ate together and we laughed.

We were busy up until the moment we left on Friday and we have more responsibilities later today. But during this 40 hour cocoon I’ve been changed a little: in the way a woman is changed when she gets to know her husband just a little bit more than she knew him on Friday.

11 Responses to “Cocoon”

  1. Eve says:

    Sounds wonderful!

    I love that she said he must be in touch with his yin. That’s a new one for me.

  2. hannah m says:

    That is lovely. So glad you two enjoyed a getaway – forty hours lived and enjoyed fully!

  3. Denise says:

    so wonderful. you made the most of your 40hrs.

    i miss my hubby. july has been a whirlwind for both of us. 40 hrs would be terrific.

  4. Lynn says:

    That sounds just wonderful….all of it.

  5. Earen says:

    Wow, that sounds just wonderful! I’m glad you guys had a nice time.

  6. Cindy Beall says:

    I’m a little green here in Ok.

    Happy for you, of course, but still a tad bit on the green side :)

    40 hours alone with the hubby? A massage? A cocoon? A facial?

    Green indeed :)

  7. Jodie Howerton says:

    You go girl! BTW, you are a great writer! I’m really enjoying your posts!

  8. Janelle says:

    Sounds heavenly. It is exactly how my husband and I would spend that time. Except I don’t think he is in touch with his “yin” enough to do the spa. Or maybe he is just too cheap! :)

    Happy Belated Anniversary!

  9. Becoming Me says:

    Beautifully written and what a lovely experience

  10. Kristen says:

    i am glad you enjoyed your hours with your hubby – sounds wonderfully relaxing!

  11. tiffsblog says:

    blessed to hear you had a wonderful time reconnecting.
    We really do need that huh?
    I am always amazed that people don’t do that more often.
    I love you girl.
    Miss you tons.

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