It’s a very rare event that I treat myself to anything nice, but rather than spending money on myself, I tend to take care of all the people and everything else first. At the end of the day, there’s generally nothing left for me. It’s not such a terrible life, however my family seems to take pity on me at times. They try to shower me with massages and spa mornings when I’ve had a identifiably tied up couple of months. I really love the gesture that they are making, however to be honest, I dislike going on these spa mornings. If you ask me, modern salons and spas need to have their Heating, Ventilation and A/C settings adjusted. I’m not sure if I just have strange temperature control preferences compared to the rest of the population or what, although I am consistently cold cold when I enter these luxurious spas. From the moment that I walk in the door, it feels like I’m in an Arctic blizzard. There is cold cold air blowing from every direction, so you cannot even get away from the drafts when you need a break! By the time you check in and disrobe, it feels like winter. I’m easily covered in Goosebumps and shivering in my thin robe. From that point on, it’s pretty difficult for me to relax or cherish the day, nothing about Ice Cold Air Conditioning puts me into a good mood. I dislike having cold hands rubbing my back, or cold cold masks applied to my face. These spa mornings easily do nothing except to stress me out more than ever. I have a darn strenuous time wonderful when my whole body is tensed up against cold air.