I work at a health insurance company that’s big on well-being and self-care. These things are important, but most days it doesn't feel like there’s enough time in the day to do my regular job, much less treat myself Donna and Tommy style! BUT this month the company started providing chair and table massages twice a week. There’s a charge but it’s much cheaper than going to a spa or regular masseuse.
Since it’s Valentine’s Day, I decided to sign up for a 15-minute chair massage. A few months ago, I was telling my husband that I liked massages in theory, but they never concentrate on my problem spot, my left shoulder. I also hate it when they massage my arms and legs it seems like a waste. I can reach those areas but I can’t get that knot out of my shoulder. My husband, the practical man that he is said, “Just get a chair massage.” Brilliant! But from where? And could I afford it? And then lo and behold, my place of work starts offering chair massages (and table massages, too!). If that isn’t a beautiful convergence of events, I don’t know what is.
And boy, the chair massage amazing. I had a really nice (AND STRONG!) gal. She asked me what I wanted her to focus on and I told her my shoulders. So, she started with my right shoulder and found a baby knot I didn’t even know was there! Nice. And then she moved to my left shoulder and found the knot. She even said, “Whoa, here it is!” before she pounded, kneaded, and loosened up that knot. It was pure bliss.
When she was done, I thanked her and practically floated out of the room. Now, I’m doing research on how many massages it’s okay to get a month because I’m determined to treat myself more often. I can’t resist the possibility of loose shoulders at an affordable price without having to leave the building.
We recently visited Japan and I bought the most amazing Tsum Tsum. It’s Mickey Mouse with a little face mask, which is part of the allergy/hay season Tsum Tsum line! It speaks to my heart since I’ve suffered from severe allergies all my life.
We got home and of course I took a picture of Face Mask Mickey with my cat, Scout. I sent the pic to my husband and best friend with the caption: When your best friend has the coronavirus.
My best friend responded with laughing emojis so I knew she enjoyed my irreverent humor. My husband simply texted back: #toosoon.
So I guess I should hold off on posting the pic on Scout’s Instagram. But when will enough time pass that my joke becomes acceptable? I know the coronavirus is serious and many people have died. But isn’t that where humor comes in? To lighten the mood? Sure, if the jokes are funny and not distasteful. But how far is too far? How soon is too soon?
As someone who uses humor as a coping mechanism, it’s never to soon for a good laugh.