Finally the stars aligned properly…

The new fans are pushing air around like mad and at last you don’t melt when you top the stairs. Strange it only takes me a winter season to forget how lame it is to keep this 3-story townhouse monstrosity consistently cool upstairs and downstairs. Upstairs, I guess, is just too “warm air rises” versus too few vents, thus the fans really help. Downstairs, I’m sure the problem is all the heat from the Nasa Mission Control center we have going on in the cave without an air vent in there. Meanwhile, during the day I sit at the desk on the main floor with the thermostat on my level, trying not to freeze my ass off.

Anywho… at last, it was cool in the bedroom last night and for the first time in weeks I went to sleep without any pain killer thanks mostly due to the fabulous work of one . JT and I both went yesterday afternoon for an hour session, and both spent the rest of the evening talking about when we could go back. I have to say, after only one session, that you really didn’t know how good your body can feel until you try a massage. I guess you just get used to being hunched with stress and carrying around tension, and me, moreso, just living with stupid muscle soreness. Damn was that nice. If you’re local to Atlanta, you should call her. It will be well worth the money.

Today I actually have a lot of work to get through, which I never would have anticipated earlier this week. I guess the stars aligned at work, too, for things to happen.