Heading back to my old stomping grounds for a nail appointment felt strange. The more "normal" takes over, the more 2020 seems like a faded dream. Did it happen? How could it have been that long?
Happy to have my cuticles nice and neat. Toes look good. Fingers won't last, but the point was the clean up, not the polish. The woman who did my SNS left after she graduated from college (good for her) so that solidifies no SNS in my near future.
Took the rest of the day "off" from everything. No prep, no errands, no nothing, turned my phone off for the afternoon. Sat and read The Goldfinch and watched more of the Mare of Easttown (HBO). Last episode of the season airs next week. It has huge hype and it's okay. I think my expectations were so high that it's falling below a little. As far as the BIG book (about 800 pages) -- I'm about a 1/3 finished and while it's a good story, it's seriously depressing. Next up for both TV and book is something lighter.
Today is full to the gills. Bunch of errands ahead of the weekend and making two appetizers (crab cakes and pinwheels). I'm paying the price for the day off yesterday, but I'm glad I had a veg-out afternoon alone.
Took some selfies with the dogs to send to hubby. As usual, Duke jumps me with a french kiss. This is my new nightgown from Anthropology. It's so light and comfy. Easy wearing and relatively good coverage. I put it on at about 2:30 yesterday -- why not. Guess I'm going through a little quarantine life withdrawal.
Tomorrow is my first coaching call with SCS. I'm excited, but having trouble figuring out a question. I have 2 possibilities. I'll chat about it all after the call.
I have a mammogram scheduled in a couple of weeks. My left side is feeling strange these last few weeks. Heavy and a sore spot. Could be hormones. I'm ready to not worry about it.
Have a happy day. I'm working on holding myself present today -- easier said than done, but practice practice practice. Later gators.
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