Deja vu or just plain stupidity?

I honestly had no intention of going back. I really wasn't going to go. And then they offered me a promotion, the one job I could not turn down. So today I accepted and Seasonaire in the City is going back to Meribel for the winter 12/13 season.

Bloody Hell what have I done??? I woke up in a cold sweat thinking about it all last night.

Waking up at 6am for work, being tired all the time, dealing with shouting, unpleasant customers and being nice to them, working from 6 am till 11 at night, horrific transfer days that last forever, bloody ham baguettes for lunch every single bloody day, staff who will do anything to get out of working, bouts of gastro where both guests and staff are being violently sick everywhere and have serious diarrhoea and then having to clean it up, getting pissed up staff out of bed, everyone knowing all my business about everything, nothing being private for a whole six months. Using that hotel washing powder that makes all your clothes stand up on their own. Bloody freezing cold weather all the time.

Six months.

I must be mad. Crazy. Insane to do it all again.  

And yet I am really bloody excited. The snow, the people, the music, the night life, the camaraderie. A range of questions are running through my head right now. Who am I going to meet? What exciting, unbelievable things are going to happen?  Am I going to do slightly more skiing this year? (yes mum I am, I promise).

So I am going to start making some lists. I like lists.

Things I Took with me last Season that I did not need and will not pack this time round
15 different shades of nail varnish
A bikini (I lived in hope there would be an outdoor swimming pool, there isn't)
Fish net tights (I can't remember why I thought I might need these)
A packet of 12 condoms (I just wasn't that popular)
Flip flops (again a big ??? over why I packed them the first time round)
Beige salopettes (they are just not cool)

Things I am packing this time that I didn't pack last time (* next to the things I got sent out because I was desperate) 
A duvet* (Got sent out a luxury Hungarian goose down one)
Earl Grey Tea* (French stuff just isn't the same and I do get a bit shaky without it)
A better collection of jumpers
Speakers* (putting my iphone into a glass just doesn't have the same effect)
A kindle (getting the collection of books I had bought, back home was a massive effort, and I can have all 3 50 Shades of Grey books on there without anyone knowing I'm reading them, even though I have read them all already)
Enough make up to get me right the way through the season *(and even then it wasn't quite enough)
500 000000 ball point pens (because they just disappear)
Neon Yellow salopettes.


That is my list for now. It is going to extend infinitely over the next few months.