Monday, August 12, 2013
It's Monday, and I'm back at my desk at work. I've discovered a new ally in my journey: Press-on nails... yes, that's right, fake fingernails. I chose black tipped medium length (very long in my opinion), with sparkly gold flowers on them. I went to the coffee stand for my morning brew, and there was a day old brownie, 25% off. It promised me it was just sitting there waiting for me, special. I picked it up, and saw my brand new press-on nails, and realized what a horrible mess I would make trying to eat that sticky brownie with my new nails. Back it went, for somebody else to munch on later.
I didn't end up doing my jog yesterday. I did spend about 3 hours mucking out my poor neglected house. Tonight will do as well for the beginning of my last week of couch to 5 k.
P.S. Typing with these things on my fingers is nowhere near as bad as I expected, but playing my piano is going to be another issue.