Monday, October 13, 2008

Other people’s generosity

In spite of how much I tend to typically bad mouth people in general, I must admit that I know some mighty nice folks too. Lately I have been the recipient of a great deal of generosity. Afternoon at the salon, body scrub, pair of shoes, countless meals out, books, cell phone, boxes of Godiva, concert tickets… Feels weird since it means that I may have to stop all my bitching about how people suck. hmmm…what to do with all that free time…

A number of years ago everyone forgot my birthday. Not a single person even wished me a happy day and that included family and my (then) husband. Ever since that year I regularly treated myself to several treatments at the spa on my day, occasionally even spending the entire day lounging around in a robe getting the works.

This year I planned to stay home and do my own pampering, soaking my tootsies, slathering on lotions and oils, etc. but now, thanks to a pal of mine, I can go get a massage at my favorite spa. Turns out her significant other gave her a gift certificate for a massage almost a year ago and she never used it. She says she is just too insecure and uncomfortable to go get naked and let someone she doesn't know touch her. While I think it is a shame she is missing out, I am more than happy to take it off of her hands since it will have been a year since I last had a massage. I do think it is an unfortunate gift to give to a S.O. if he/she did not ask for it. Kinda like saying "Hey, I don't wanna actually have to touch you so I paid this other person to do it for me…"

This afternoon I headed to my favorite coffee shop to recover after having to spend time with the family. Since the ex moved out I only make it to the café a couple times a week since I no longer am avoiding the house and am cutting back on extraneous expenses. As I was sitting here, enjoying my latte and catching up on messages, one of the barristas came running out from the counter with a small bundle for me. Seems they made a batch of my favorite cookies the other day and she remembered how much I liked them so she wrapped up a few and hid them in the fridge for me until I came in so that I didn't miss out. Wouldn't let me pay for them but insisted it was a gift. How thoughtful!

I better get my shit together and pull my head out of my ass or I am never going to be able to repay everyone's kindness. I'd hate to have to start being nice!

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