Have to tell you a funny story from last night. If you read my e-mail from yesterday, you know that I was leaving about 5:30 or so for a Chinese Reflexology massage. Tom and I started going there at the beginning of the year for two reasons: it just opened down the street from us and we wanted to try it, and the lady that used to give us massages had knee replacement surgery in October 2011 and had been unable to continue doing massages due to some problems with the healing process. We didn't think she would be able to do that line of work anymore because it required so much standing. She is a friend of a friend of mine and we have known her for years. We felt a little guilty about going somewhere else, but since it looked like she wasn't going to be able to massage again, we found this new place and have been very satisfied. Ok, that's the back story.
A month ago, she calls - her name is Dr. C. She says she is ready to start massaging again and can she come that weekend. We say OK, have our massages (she comes to the house and is very reasonable), and we tell her we don't know when we will need another one, maybe a month or so, not knowing what to do about her and this new place. She doesn't have her calendar out and we do not set a date (at least as far as we know). I talk to my friend that knows her and she says she will translate and tell her that we have found someone else. I feel terribly guilty and don't want to hurt her feelings, so I just say, let's wait and see if we hear from her again. We didn't set up a date and maybe she will be so busy that she goes on to someone else (we had been having her come every other week).
So I go last night and get my wonderful massage. Tom decides he doesn't need one and is going to go to Petsmart to get dog and cat food and will come back by and pick me up. He picks me up and as we turn on our street we see a car parked in front of the house. Tom goes "Oh no, you know who that is?" I am in a massage stupor and don't recognize the car. It is Dr. C!! She is standing at our door. We drive in the driveway and I ask Tom, "What are we going to do?" He says, "Well, I guess we are going to get massages!" So we come in and let her in the front door and she is greeting us and telling us that it is a month from the time she was here and we have an appointment. I tell her that I didn't realize that we had an appt. while Tom is setting up the massage table in the extra room.
Long story short, he gets and hour and a half massage, and then I get an hour and a half massage after already getting an hour and a half at the other place. I had three hours of massage last night!!! I could barely wake up this morning. We went out to breakfast and I came home and went back to bed and slept until 1:30 in the afternoon. I guess I was super relaxed from last night!!! I wonder if anyone has ever gotten 3 hours of massage in one evening? When I checked voice mail, there were a couple of messages from her telling us she was on her way over here, but we weren't here to receive them.
It was a funny night!!
Hope all of you had a great weekend!!