Rub a Dub Dub

In previous posts, I had mentioned the unorganized state of my abode.  I am feverishly working on the situation, but there is still one place that I dare not go.  The place that is so uncharted there is no telling WHAT is in there.  When entering the forbidden zone, I keep my eyes straight ahead and do not veer from the path that leads to the back fridge and laundry area.  The path piled so high with rubber tubbies,  that I fear an avalanche at any given moment.  Mountains of themed party paraphernalia, sporting goods and yes, my old DJ equipment climb high to the ceiling.  It is quite the jungle.  Sheep wool, disco balls and roller blades… oh my!

Yes, I am referring to my extremely over-sized  garage.  The threat of clearing this area for an impending “workout” room, karate studio or even heaven forbid PARK THE CAR, has not motivated me as much as my goal tonight.  Tonight I am in search of something long forgotten, hidden in the furthest recesses of the abyss, somewhere near the fuse box.

So, I put on my hip boots, my anti-spider bandanna, and a miner’s spotlight and I dove in head first.  My treasure you ask?  Tonight I am dragging out my prized massage table.  It has been a very long time since I have used it, but as I progress in my Red Shoe Life, there are many things I’d like to revisit and this is a great big heavy one!

Back in the day, not so long ago, I used to work as a professional massage therapist in the swanky part of Germantown, but during that time that my rheumatoid arthritis got so bad, I just couldn’t do it anymore.  Since then, I have come a long way with the help of doctors and my own research (which I will share with anyone who is interested) and have improved to the point of being able to massage again.  Now, I’m not saying  I can do 8 a day like I used to, but as I always tell you… one step at a time.

Will I declare war and gut my garage?  Well, according to my plan for a Red Shoe Life, it is inevitable.  Having already started with a huge square object out of the furthest corner, I’d say I’m off to a good start.  Getting back to something I love like massage is a huge milestone.  It seems like I’m making headway.  I feel like I’m almost back to my old self again.  I’m really looking forward to tomorrow, and although it won’t be with three men in a tub, I’m ready to give it my best rub-a-dub!

Author: redshoelifetransformation

Life and Wellness Coach, Author, Motivational Comedian

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