While massages are luxuries to most, it's almost been a necessity for me since the knots that I develop pain me and render me dysfunctional.
i decide to take my mind of my diet and go for a relaxing massage today. Its been almost 2 months since I went for one. I also tend to suffer should there be lengthy gaps in my massages both in my joints and on my back. I am surely going back to the massage place with ample pain. I come out feeling relieved and almost renewed each time after the session, a feeling that lasts me 3-4 days at least. But I am quite happy with it. I like making small-talk with my masseuse since she always empathizes with the pain and I secretly think she feels sorry, just because she is that good with what she does.
I love the session and while I stroll back to the car, I can see the Starbucks next door and think back on how in my previous sessions, I would think of having a hot cup of macchiato and perhaps some brownies or muffins or both. It feels unfair and I mentally make a note to open up a place of my own that serves amazing vegan stuff for the new-age have-nots, thanks to obesity and such.
I am pretty darn hungry as I reach my car and have been waiting to gorge out the beetroot curry that was prepared for just this time. Only to realize that the kids and husband have wiped it off. I am thinking of what can be prepared in 1/2 a second and I realize there was nothing at home that can be whipped up. I decide to order as I literally have no source of food. I inform my diet team about this and they are not very happy with me ordering from outside.
I order some paneer satay and having made it look like such an emergency I dig in. I may have I slapped off my husband's hand when he tried to swipe off a piece of paneer from my plate. Paneer satay, a renewed me and Netflix, can there be a happier family?
You are so good with the details!!