When you got a job to do

Tis 2121 hours, and I have just finished work. 

Okay - so I finished early at 5; and headed to the Pedicurist... Beauty Therapist ... and therefore felt obliged to make up four times as much time as I took off. 

I wandered in, cold as it was in my flipflops and displayed my toes which still retained their beauty from August, when I got the sparkly blue toes.  I smiled widely and said... "i have not cut them or spoiled them since you did them in August".  

And she had the dignity to look slightly horrified and slightly pleased in equal measure (although I think horror took it by a whisper). 

My blue toes delighted me so much I looked at them all the time.  They had grown over half a centimetre since being painted last time - that's how big the gap was between colour and bottom of nail. 

"What colour would you like this time". 

"Schexy Red" I said.  (I wanted to say Slut red, but I think she may have thrown me out at that). 

and look at them.  

I am delighted .

I have schexy toes.... and with the way lock down is going, and my lack of shoe wearing,  I think these will last me until at least February.