I feel very guilty about this, but in short, Dh and I are going to the funeral of a close by blood but not close emotionally relative, who died after a long illness at a great age.
It is a short flight away and we are staying in what looks like a lovely hotel. We are leaving the 4 DC with friends who love them to bits. We haven't had a night away by ourselves for a couple of years.
Admittedly we have the funeral and scattering of the ashes, which will be sad and probably open up all sorts of strange emotions, given various general wierdnesses. But we also get to see relatives we don't often see, including one I've never met, and I'm quite looking forward to that.
But it's a funeral, for crying out loud. How can I look forward to that?