I had a REALLY BAD case of the “Mondays” this past Monday! I drove to Barwis with the radio on but not really listening. I pull in to Barwis parking lot and am bracing myself and trying to force myself NOT to be a “Debbie Downer” for Phil. As I turn in to just in front of the roll-down door, Dan comes running out with his hands up. I stopped and rolled my window down to see what was going on. He looked like it was something urgent. He looks at me and flipped my side view mirror in and beeped my horn repeatedly and yelled, “Quit beeping your horn, Rios!” As he did this Deeds peeked his head out of the door to see what was going on. Dan messed with my windshield wipers and the radio controls on my steering wheel. The whole time he was doing this, all I could do was laugh. Phil comes over as well now too. If I could take a picture from what I see in my mind I would because just then, I saw Dan, Deeds, and Phil smiling and kind of laughing. My boys. I needed that.
Once I get inside, Phil told me to go to the white table and that he will be right back. I wiped turf pellets off the table (I HATE that!) and Dan was working close to me as I was doing it. I looked at him and smiled and told him that I REALLY needed that today and was glad he did that to me. He smiled and asked why. I told him that I was having a poop day and he asked why. I shook my head and smiled and told him that if I talk about it, I will cry. He told me not to do that, let it go, and smiled at me.
Phil comes over and was about to put me on the table when Eric walks over. He didn’t stay for very long and then walked away and began laughing. I LOVE Eric’s laugh! Just then Phil and I realized why Eric came over and why he was laughing. We left that area with our shirts over our noses. GROSS!!! Phil put me on the table and stretched me while I sat with my legs dangling over the side and I did some leg curls. Eric came back over and did it again! With my shirt over my nose, I told Phil that I didn’t think this was good for my health. You know, being exposed to toxic fumes! Eric is one of “my boys” too! As the smell dissipated, Phil helped me to lay on my back.He stretched me and I yelped and laughed continuously. I yelped because it hurt and I laughed because it was unbelievable how much it hurt. I asked Phil if my legs felt any better and at first he said no but after a while, he said a little bit.
Then my time was up. I got in my car 70% by myself. Phil helped me the rest of the way in and stowed my chair first giving a new variation of his “bends” which made me laugh. We said goodbye and he curled my hand into a fist and shook it yelling, “Joystick!” As I drove home, my legs relaxed and felt good. Monday night, I slept soundly. I really dug seeing all my boys at Barwis! It made my Monday not SO bad.