Stretch the Comfort

 

Stretch the comfort

 

This year required a little extra oomph in the back yard.  I built wire arches to re-route my grape vines from the fence. Along with the garden aches, I was naturally accompanied by the ongoing pains of life.

I found myself in need of a small miracle between my neck and lower back.

I was literally begging for my hot water bottle. In my search for an old world solution, came a new world discovery.  The elongated hot water bottle.  I like to think of it as full coverage. It wraps everything!

 


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You know I’m the queen of having emotional ties to inanimate objects.  My faith in hot water bottles is decades old.  When I was a little girl, I remember them always being in the house.  They of course serve many functional uses, but my fondest memories were when I was sick. They would warm me and sooth my ailing disposition.

 

I also like heating pads.  However, I primarily use those for the lower back when seated. There is something uniquely special about the way a hot water bottle conforms to your body and applies the direct heat.

 

Self care is the best care.  We can allow ourselves to relax and the restore. Pulling out the hot water bottle is one of the most simple  ways to achieve this.  I often think of gifts with meaning.  This would be one of those gifts that people would initially think of as weird, but you should gift it anyways.  Especially when you don’ t know what to get for the individual who has everything. Stretch the comfort.

 Abundance Always 

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