052: "I shall paint my nails red..."

"... because it is a ten-minute moratorium."
(Carole Satyamurti)

Of all the many goals on this list, it almost seems silly that I would focus on something as commonplace as painting my nails. For some people, throwing down some scratch every week for a manicure is no big thang. On the other hand (no pun intended), pampering myself is not only a money-saver, but probably a life-saver as well.

So once a week, I place a ten-minute moratorium on cleaning my house. There is a ten-minute moratorium on checking my Blackberry. There is a ten-minute moratorium on flipping through channels.

I remove the survivor polish that has managed to hold on despite a week of pounding the keyboards, washing the dishes, scratching the itches, and opening the cans. I file the nails to keep the overachievers from growing noticeably longer than their weaker siblings. I give all 10 digits a hot bubble bath, and then I dress them for a new week.

Last week, they wore gold.

This week, my exhibitionist nails will be nude.