Tomorrow is massage monday. I made that up. I quite like my creativeness when it comes to the day of the week most people dread. For me now, I love it. Bring on that monday-itis. I went for a massage last monday, more for my legs which needed some TLC with a big run I did over the weekend. Plus massage has to be good for stress, and the heavy lifting, the painting, and the cleaning. What is the deal with the feeling of guilt? Why do I feel guilty for doing something nice for me.
My new best friend, (oh yes she instantly became best friend status), massaged my legs, and made the pain go away. Tomorrow is about my back, and neck. I cannot wait to have some of that stress removed that I have been holding on to. And today is all about Sugar Soap, (wall cleaning), painting, oiling, baking, (got to be cool school mum; they are already in the oven), and I might slip in a run, so my body is really hurting tomorrow. And the coffee goes without saying.
Rock on massage monday!