My general rule is that I don’t ask a friend to help me do anything that I wouldn’t want to help him/her do.
Which pretty much means moving. I hate to move. All the trudging back and forth with boxes full of dusty crap . . .
But I digress. Point is, we moved recently and, although we had plenty of help (20 people!) it was because SkipMagic, who is the Mighty Moving Day Helper Man for everyone he knows (so he was owed a lotta favors), did the asking.
I had a couple of friends ask me if they could help us move, but I didn’t wanna owe 'em any move-related favors.
Anyway, to answer the question in the OP, Massages. Worth every penny if you get a good one.
Oooh, and magazines. LOVE magazines. All kinds, from Allure to Utne (couldn’t think of one that began with “Z”).
I am also on the verge of buying a pair of jeans that probably cost about the same as my last six pairs of jeans combined (or, for that matter, about three massages or a gazillion magazines)–but in order to justify spending that much money on an item of clothing (I have a hard time even buying clothing full price, so full price and expensive is damn near impossible), I have decided to make the jeans a reward for something. That “something” is losing 10 lbs.
Unless, of course, I run across a burning building from which I can save a couple of babies in the meantime. Then I’ll figure I’ve earned the jeans without the 10 lbs.
At any rate, they do miraculous things for my butt, which in certain circles would be justification enough.