Ugh. I've used this massage therapist before so I booked a 90 minute massage confidently. She asked the reason for my massage ... I always say 'relaxation' and ask for a light to moderate touch. She about killed me. I kept asking for less pressure, but she kept digging and digging. I have actual bruises on my back and arms (which I asked her not to massage). This is the first massage I wanted to be over! I probably should have spoken up more firmly or ended the massage, but I kept thinking maybe I need a firmer touch. (She said I was tight and that's why it was uncomfortable -- nope, she was just a beast.) I won't be using her again.
Chloe's potential family stood me up for the meet and greet. Fell off the face of the earth. No response to text, calls, etc. We had an evening appointment so I waited all day with the expectation of company. Don't they understand all the fosters communicate with each other? Changing your mind is never a problem ... being rude is ... it will blacklist you with the fosters. Happy news is Chloe is meeting a retired teacher today who sounds absolutely PERFECT! I hope this works out for this little sweetie-pie.
Then I got some horribly sad news. Our neighbor from way back when we lived in NY lost her son to a heroin overdose. He was a year older than our eldest and they grew up together for 12 years. Heartbreaking. Unimaginable. There are no words. They aren't having any services -- just a cremation and a private gathering. And the holidays make it that much more cruel. Everyone is happy, celebrating. Each year the holiday sights and sounds will represent something so painful. His family has addiction problems (alcohol mostly) and it was well known he had some troubles. I don't think any of us knew how bad it had gotten. I pray they find some peace eventually.
Today is a visit for Chloe, a rest day from working out and an evening out with a friend. It's looking like a better day. I'm pushing off the baking until the weekend since I have the visit scheduled midday. No reason to rush anything. I'm a messy baker and I don't want to be 'dressed' while I bake. The freezer is PACKED with cookies! It seems like I overdid it, but all will be eaten with wishes for more. Sweet tooth runs in the family!
I'm reading a great book "The Best Day Ever" -- Kaira Rouda. It's a suspense thriller that takes place in one day. So far it's the voice of the husband only. I don't know if it will switch to the wife. I hope the ending is a fabulous as the suspense is so far. They are driving to their lake house for a special day from the husband. Lots of little innuendos dropping ... so fun. My kind of book! Stay tuned ...
Later gators.
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