I had a massage yesterday.
I had never had one before.
Dennis had given me a gift certificate for one for Christmas, and I "cashed in my chips" yesterday afternoon.
It felt wonderful...and even if it hadn't, at the very least it was a half-hour in a quiet room, with soft music, dim lights, virtually no words, words that were spoken were quiet, and in those thirty minutes I didn't have to do anything for anyone else.
I think I'd save my pennies just to go lay on that nice warm table again--even if the massage woman wasn't there!
I have an idea now of what I want for Valentine's day, Mother's day, my birthday, Wednesday...