Wishing it was just Saturday this Sunday evening

My boys are napping in the living room.  I’ve just finished taking care of the dishes, and washing one delicate sweater.  I thought I’d post before I tried to give myself a manicure.  (Which, by the way, is a luxury these days.)  I’ve actually stopped caring about how they look.  I haven’t had any nail polish on since May of this year.  Since I’m doing interviews, I thought I’d do myself the favor of dressing up my nails.

Sometimes I can’t help but shake my head in disbelief as I look at how I’ve gone to nail-crazy to plain nails.  I used to have a manicure and pedicure every week and a change of polish midweek.  Even when I got here, I managed to do my nails on my own.  Since I had Angel, though, there simply has been no time to paint them pretty except to clean them.

I still have to get things ready for tomorrow — prepare the coffee maker, get Angel’s lunch and dinner together (Alan is staying home, then it’s daycare from Tuesday onwards.)  I also need to do a little writing — snail mail.

That’s the reason I want to have another day this weekend.  It’s Columbus Day tomorrow but it’s not a holiday for us.  So back to work I go.

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