I love the day after I get a manicure. This is not something I do often. But yesterday my roommate was headed that way and asked if I wanted to come, and I decided to treat myself. So today my nails are shiny, and I (actually coincidentally) chose to wear a top with accents the exact color of the polish. So I keep getting distracted by how classy I look. It's a good thing I'm not wearing sandals, or I'd have to pay attention to my shiny toenails too, and I'd get no work done at all.
The weekend was satisfactorily low key. I had Joanna time Friday night and Sunday morning, social time out of the house Saturday evening, and roommate time Sunday afternoon and evening. An excellent combination.
. . . yech. My oatmeal, though I put exactly the same amount of hot water in it as always, is incredibly dry. It's pretty nasty, so I am going to have to go back to the kitchen and fix it.