I love painting my nails. I’ve spent ungodly amounts of money on good polish in the past half a year, though most of that came out of birthday/Christmas/year end bonus monies (and I’ve been supplementing my addiction by doing a few surveys). Besides generally making me happy, it also helps my brain be tricked into letting me have some nail growth. I don’t know how long this’ll last, but there IS some length and it’s making me happy.
Past that, it’s been a fairly solid day. I hit the level of work productivity I wanted. I’ve been in a good mood. Z decreed that we’d take advantage of 2 for Tuesday pizza for a little treat; he figures getting that every other week is a nice thing to look forward to in these uncertain times. Bonus: the place we can order from has vastly improved since they first opened while we were at the old house, so it’s a better quality treat than we’d hoped for when we started ordering with some regularity.
*claps hands* Right, gonna go digest, game, and crochet. Party? Aww yiss.
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