I was positively giddy.

I used to have this experience more frequently when I worked.  I  enjoy the it so much that I have to keep it a secret for fear of upsetting my family.
An affair? No.  Late night snacking? No. Botox? No.  A HOTEL ROOM.   ALL TO MYSELF!

I had to go out of town for a conference and had one night at a hotel, just 25 minutes from home.  No big deal.  When I opened the door to the hotel room my heart started racing, I became positively giddy.  What's that about?  Privacy, independence, quiet seclusion in a bed I don't have to make in the morning.
No one's agenda but my own.   Just me and the bathtub.  It's not that I don't love traveling with my family, but there is something so nice about going it alone to recharge once in a while.

And you know what?  For tonite?  Its MINE all MINE!