woofie said:Yup. And that's what happens when everything isn't "copacetic." 
There's a perfect description of part of my week... non-copacetic. But all will be copacetic shortly. My newly hired, utterly awesome massage therapist (and registered neuro-muscular therapist) will be here in 90 minutes to set up her table in my livingroom and give me a 90 minute massage. Life is looking better by the minute.
(we were originally scheduled for an hour, but the more I considered how the past couple days have been, the more I knew that I needed at least 90 minutes. Sure do wish I could afford a 2-hour session
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