Another reason I am a bit of a freak

So, I went to the Chiropractor today. It was my first ever official visit to a Chiropractor. (I am not counting the one time that a friend of Doug's adjusted my back when he himself was in Chiropractic school). I have had a horrendous headache for at least a week now and I think that my family is just as ready for me to be rid of this beast as I am . Anyhoo, since drugs are doing nothing I headed to the Chiropractor. This is not what makes me a freak. I really quite enjoyed my little visit and subsequent crackings. I left the room feeling straighter and lighter and much more informed about my own spine. This is where my little freakishness comes into play. Upon paying, I was informed that I would also receive a free 10 minute massage. Now, most of you would be jumping up and down at this wonderful opportunity. "A free massage?" You would say, "Sign me up!!" But not me. I really dislike massages. I find them uncomfortable and really, I don't like to be touched that much, let alone by some stranger weilding smelly oils. Regardless of my initial reaction to this offer, I thought that I would give it a try. In all honesty, I have never really had a true massage by a real massager before. Maybe this one would be different. Maybe I would like it. Maybe it would be the answer to all of my back's problems. Well, it wasn't. I didn't like it. It hurt and made me more tense. Now I am even more sore and I smell like aromatherapeutic oil that I would never in a million years choose to have on my body. Oh well. Now I know. This is why I just get pedicures.