On Sunday evening, a friend suggested to me, "You should so something nice for yourself." I thought about taking a bath but our tub is small and not always relaxing. I made myself chili which tasted good but afterwards made me feel not so good. And then I saw a post over at love Maegan and it hit me: I'm going to paint my nails.
|Mike, Me & my sister-in-law, Michele|
Hours later (while watching some awesome reruns of How I Met Your Mother) this is the manicure I ended up with. Still messy but I'm quite proud of it if I do say so myself. I liked the sort of meditative, creative task of painting my nails and I think I'd like to have painted nails for often. It just makes me feel more fun. And now they have nail polish stickers (they have probably had these for years but this is how "in" I am with fashion), so there's a short cut if I'm feeling short on time.
In the end, I felt like I really had done something nice for myself. And on Sunday nights, while Mike is at work, I just might make this my nail painting evening.