I've got to do it at least twice a year. Get out of my mommy and wife role and just be ME.
You know what I mean. As a SAHM, I am rarely identified as Linda. Instead, I am someone's lovely wife, someone's helpful mother, someone's Christian sister, the owner of that barking dog.
So for 4 days, as I escape to a friend's beach house, I embrace the inner ME and all the shit that comes with it.
Wish me luck.
Oh, and to my fab friend who suggested I adopt the name Sacajawea Starr on this trip? Let's just say, I'm not opposed to Indians or strippers...