I had gotten a call yesterday that ended up involving three massages.
There was a lady in town from Roanoke for a wedding. She was best friend of the bride’s mother. While driving past my sign, she thought that this would be a good thing to do to help herself, her friend, and the bride get some much needed relaxation. She called and we set up three consecutive appointments starting at 4:30.
The first one to show up was the bride. She had lived in town here until moving in with her fiancée in North Carolina. Although they lived up there, she wanted to have the wedding here. So she had been very stressed trying to coordinate this from a distance.
I looked her over and then let her choose what oil she wanted. She went with a new scent I had, coconut. I worked on her for a little more than an hour and then let her go. Although she told her mother’s friend that this was too expensive for her to do, she was very thankful that she had. She said she felt more relaxed than she had in months.
My second ‘victim’ was the lady who called. She also enjoyed her massage tremendously. She was sorry that she had not found me two weeks ago when they had arrived.
By this time, it was nearing 7:00, and the bride’s mother had been in the lobby for almost half an hour. (This is the problem doing things back to back. I need time to clean up between people and go over paperwork with each one. Normally, I leave 30 minutes between sessions.) The mother told me that they were looking to go out to dinner at 8:00 and didn’t want to make people wait. She asked if she could come back the next morning (today). I had no problem with this and set her up for a 10am session.
When she arrived, she told me how much her friend and her daughter had talked all night about how wonderful the massages had been. The bride was amazed at the choices of oils available. (Most therapists have one or two scents that they use. I have nine or ten.) Also, since I had used coconut on the bride, everyone she passed last night commented on it. They kept thinking of Piña Coladas.
The mother chose her scent and requested a softer massage than I had given the others. (I vary what I do and what pressure I use based on what my gut feeling is with each person. I also tell them that they are in control. If the pressure is too hard or not hard enough, they need to let me know so I can make adjustments.)
When done, the mother made the same comment the others had about being more relaxed than she had been in a long time. She said the same thing about thinking her friend was spending too much money on them, but was very glad she had. This had been the exact thing they all needed.
Cool. The wedding is Saturday. I hope it goes well. I told the mother to tell the bride that on the day of the wedding to forget everything and have fun.