Me, as Rick passes me my package- Ooooh I have been waiting for this!
Rick- Yeah? What is it?
Me, knowing I’ve mentioned WHAT it is a couple of times- Guess.
Rick- Uh… you’ve decided to learn sign language?
Me, turning box over in my hands and looking at it objectively- You know, that’s a fair guess.
One of my areas in which I need to give myself a break is wanting everything just so. I like my gear to look like new, my hair to fall the right way, and ohhh how I have missed my occasional manicure. Even if the places I go didn’t have like cool Star Wars designs and really no black polish at all… it was nice to have them shaped and polished up.
But since I can’t paint my own nails worth a darn, I gave it up cause covid. Because I want them to look just so, you see. And an experiment with Rick painting them proved that while my honeybear has many talents, nail art ain’t among ’em.
Then a friend told me about this poppy thing, and I decided to give it a try.. hence the above box that I definitely mentioned to Rick. Sometimes listening and remembering isn’t among his talents either. And yeah, it took me three tries to figure out that sometimes perfect isn’t important. What’s important is how good I feel about my starscape nails, how good it feels to be back in black, and just indulging in some self care.
And if you’re wondering what Rick’s strong suits are… among the many, he makes me laugh, he feeds my imagination, he makes me feel safe, he gets me retro SNES controllers for my Switch, and yes, he does listen.
Last night, we were in our high altitude bed with the TV on the floor with (what else?) Star Wars on. I told him it was like being at the very tip top of a theater with stadium seating looking down at the screen way way below.
Today, he wall mounted our bedroom TV. And screwed down the last countertop in the kitchen. And you know, he’s why I have a bed again.
Curiouser and Curiouser 