Mr. kenju's massage appointment on Thursday afforded me the opportunity to get relaxed as well. The new (to us) massage therapist, who utilizes hot stones and trigger-point therapy to loosen tight muscles, has a massage chair in her waiting room.
After sitting there and trying all the permutations (I really put it through its paces) for 45 minutes, I was jelly-legged and 99 and 44/100ths % asleep when mr. kenju and the therapist emerged from the treatment room. It is one of those chairs that massages your lower legs as well as your back and neck.
"I want one!!"
In fact, I want two; one in the den and one in my office! What do you think my chances are to get them, if I ask Santa reaaaaaal nice next December? Maybe if I ask for two I could get one, but then Mr. kenju and I would fight over it all the time!
Another good thing in her office was a CD of water falling and birds singing. It is very relaxing, but after 45 minutes of it, I did wish I could turn it off. The chair and the CD made up for the fact that the waiting room/office is disorganized, to say the least. Even the shelves in the glass front towel cabinet were messy! Ordinarily that would make me run from the room. I am a bit compulsive in my need to straighten things, but I restrained myself. The chair and the soothing sounds served to make the messiness bearable. I can't wait to go back!