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Daily Archives: February 21, 2012

Savoring the Honey Jar

Today I am cashing in on a treat I’ve held back enjoying until now:  a massage gift card Hubbs gave to me at Christmas-time.

I’ve been tempted to indulge sooner but put it off because of illness and and a stretch of grey, uninspired days that ran into weeks.

Instead, I’ve saved it for now – for that time in winter when something delicious  to look forward to is welcomed.   I’ve saved it because sometimes anticipating something wonderful is nearly as much fun as experiencing it.

I’ve decided today’s the day.

Why?

Because it’s Tuesday, a “nothing special” kind of day. Yes, there is work to be done, both at home and in the office but there’s also a fridge full of Sunday’s leftovers and nothing pressing on my event horizon.

I can’t tell you how much I’m looking forward to my “hot stone massage,” in a soothing spa permeated with natural lavender and staffed by people who whisper.  (In my family of mostly men, no one whispers naturally). I’ll leave work a little early, arrive with a smile and step into a dim room illuminated only by a starred ceiling. I’ll sip my chamomile tea, slip into a heated cotton robe and relish the soft sounds of woodsy gongs, chimes and waterfalls.  I’ll feel like a girl .. a girlie girl who whispers.  I’ll very likely fall asleep and there’s a good chance I’ll snore or reveal family secrets.    I’ll ooh and ahh as my sore muscles and computer neck get worked over and afterwards, I’ll greet the fatigue that arrives as my tender limbs announce their existence.  I’ll drive home and pour myself into the comfiest clothes I own, have a chat with my  guys and later, later I’ll sleep the sleep dreams are jealous of.

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“Well,” said Pooh, “what I like best,” and then he had to stop and think.  Because although eating honey was a very good thing to do, there was a moment just before you began to eat it which was better than when you were, but he didn’t know what it was called.  ~A.A. Milne

image from dailymail.co.uk

What have you savored lately?

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