Thursday quickly became a very, very, very, extremely stressful day. Without going into details one of my many jobs requires working with a client who can be taxing... extremely taxing... Knowing I have to talk to this client makes my neck start hurting. We've taken to calling the knot in my neck after my client's business. Before long, not only do I have a knotted up shoulder and neck, but a full grade headache, a belly full of stress and a desire to climb into bed for a week.
So yesterday I took another bath... bubbly and hot... to relieve some stress this latest bunch of client changes has wrought. One again, a fleet footed dachshund specter bumped open the door with his smoosh and settled in to find out why I needed another dousing. Only this time instead of staring at me, Newby did his "going to nap" ritual of flipping the cover, this time my bathrobe, over his head and settled into my towel.
What is a girl to do? I stayed in my bath, until I was completely prune skinned and lavender scented to the core, allowing my little furry boyfriend time to capture as many zzz's as possible.
Even after I got out, dried off, dressed, etc, Newby snoozed away beside of the tub. Guess when stress hits me again I need to talk to my little doggy guru about the benefits of a good, cleansing nap.