Ode to Nail Polish

frazzled mom

It started out like a Monday.  The phone rang too early  and woke the baby.  My cherished twenty minutes of peace and quiet I pray for every morning – vanished.  The doorbell rang with some workmen needing me to move the car…..now….I’m still in my husband’s boxer shorts and an old ratty shirt.  My hair is every rat’s dream.  The kids wake up and it looks like a fighting day.  The day continues……

Yet suddenly, the tide changes.  The baby takes a nap.  The big kids disappear into their room completely engaged in their creation of la la land.  I glance at the laundry waiting in Mt. Everest proportions.  Should I?

Nail polish

Nail polish

I seize the moment, heat the wax,grab my favorite flaming red nail polish, disappear into my boudoir and set to work.  I emerge transformed.  Suddenly the day’s energy flows in a completely synergistic way.  The baby wakes refreshed.   The big kids are content and kinder to one another.  Dinner makes it into the crockpot.  I conquer the laundry which is Mt. Everest.

All this because my eyebrows no longer resemble fuzzy caterpillars and my toes are flaming red.  Isn’t life grand?

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