Wednesday, January 13, 2010
I thought I was really doing pretty well with stress this week. I had my cleansing time on Sunday and was really as at peace as I imagined I could be. I felt a sense of calm about all the things going on. Tonight, after a very hectic evening (busy schedule), I asked Jeff if he would mind rubbing my shoulders since I felt a bit of a headache coming on. Heavens. To. Betsy. The PAIN. I apparently took my emotional stress- like, all of it... every shred, every whisper, every hint... about Zach, about Teagan, about money, about work, about friends, about the universe- and slammed and stuffed it all into my shoulders, my neck, my back. Even after a very nice and relaxing massage from the Mister... I can now feel just how tense I am. Emotionally- I'm cool as a cucumber. Physically- My body wants to fire me. Anyone know a good, free masseuse?
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