After lunch, I decided to paint the trim on my back door. I've been caulking for the past week and now it was time for paint. I was taping off the door and around the trim. The wind was blowing slightly, frustrating me to no end. After painting a section, messing up, ripping the tape off I decided to leave it for another day. I put the kids down for naps with a disappointed feeling inside. I read my book for a minute but still felt crestfallen. Then I looked down at my feet. They were a bit dirty and in serious need for a pedicure. I frowned at them. So I closed my book and proceeded to paint my toes.
Every single time I paint my toes, I'm amazed at how good it makes me feel. A fresh coat of shimmery, iridescent pink with no chips, or scuffs brings my self esteem up! Ahhh. So now I'm feeling better and will figure out the door some other day.
And lastly, here's a gem I found on the camera.
Yikes!
1 comment:
I wanted to paint my toenails a month ago, but couldn't find any polish. That's pathetic.
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