I'm OLD. I don't really feel old. (maybe some days I do). So how is that I realized that I am old today?
Toe Nails. I realize most people don't talk about their toe nails. A lot of us go to the salon and have pedicures.
Pedicures are a nice relaxing time to sit in a massage chair and let someone massage your feet. And trim your nails and then COVER THEM UP with some bright red or pink or purple polish.
I haven't been getting pedicures lately. Too much trouble now that I live in the mountains. Not convenient any more. So the other day I decided to take the old polish off and trim up those nails.
DISGUSTING! I have old lady toe nails. It doesn't help anything that one of my nails came off a few years ago from tennis. (you athletes, especially runners, will understand). It hasn't grown back completely. Also what happened to the nice even toe nails of my youth?
So I decided to work on them. File them. Buff them. Soak them. File them some more. "Google" what the heck is wrong with them. Leave off the polish for a while.
My feet aren't so bad. I keep them moisturized, calluses smoothed. They don't really look like old lady feet...
I think I will polish my nails...
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