Tag: Foot massage

Small Pleasures.

I experienced a very painful attack of food poisoning early last week and the cure which included some strong antibiotics, was worse for its side effects. While the pain disappeared, the unease and listlessness lasted well into the weekend but, the worst of it all was my inability to sleep like I am used to.

Anyway, after the major side effects wore off I decided to go for a hair cut and a head massage with my usual barber.

The head massage should have made me sleep well but, it did not.

So, yesterday, after almost after a year, I went for a pedicure and foot massage and that did the trick.

I slept very well last night.

Three instances of small pleasures.

Another of the small pleasures was my having overslept. I woke up this morning, two hours after my normal time and found myself totally refreshed and amazed at having over slept.

The best of the small pleasures however was that after over a couple of decades, I did not have to make my morning mug of tea and had the pleasure of getting one delivered by my daughter in love.   She had woken up at her usual time, and having seen me oversleeping, let me do so and waited for me to wake up to give me tea.

I wonder if there is a moral there somewhere in that story!

Male Insecurity.

I recently read a fascinating article on male insecurity to which I will take my readers after they read this post about female insecurity.

One of The problems that needed periodic attention during my traveling days was a couple of corns on my toes that would not go, no matter what kind of shoes I bought. I had reconciled myself to a life time of going to a pedicurist, aka chiropodist regularly. I can tell you they were my guardian angels for many years.

The problem disappeared after I had settled down to activities that did not need long hours spent in airplanes and airports wearing shoes. I have not had a corn bothering me since 1998.
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I now go to pedicurists to get my nails clipped and to get a foot massage and those experiences are much cherished outings too.

I digress. I seriously considered going into practice as a pedicurist after retirement as I thought that it was a service that will be much appreciated in and around the suburbs where I lived from where people had to commute to the city to get to the only two pedicurists in town. My readers must be cautioned that those days the ubiquitous Beauty Parlours and unisex saloons that exist now did not exist to the same degree as they do now and I thought that it is a nice niche to get into.

And this is when the female insecurity cropped up. My late wife and love of my life put her foot down and said nothing doing. Her argument was that I would get female clients and that was inviting trouble spelt with a capital T. She had no problems however with my going to a female pedicurist to get my nails clipped!

So, this article sent me on that little story from my eventful life.