Well, I had another fuck it moment yesterday. I merely mentioned that I was thinking about painting my nails black for the hell of it to Miss Catharsis in California the other day. Much like when I dyed my hair she got excited and said do it. So I grabbed some nail polish, remover and make up pads on the way home yesterday. Once my chores were done, I cracked on with it. It took me bloody hours. Smudging it and starting again many times. I got there in the end but it’s not that tidy. I remember well from My Lady doing her nails, all of the principles of getting a nice finish but doing it to your own hands is not easy at all. Still, it was was quite the buzz, again much like dyeing my hair for the first time. It doesn’t help that I had been biting my nails all week, so they were in crappy condition to start with. Oh well, first time I’ve done it so it will improve. Keeping it off my skin is so hard though.
Monday. No happy hour or Zoom this weekend. It felt strange. My musical compadre came round anyway. I only had half a beer all night too. Makes a change. Probably time I cut right down anyway. Spent the weekend doing the usual mountain of laundry and housework. What fun…
Time has flown at work this morning. I’m on my lunch break already. I’ve had a repetitive job all morning but sometimes I prefer that. It hones ones skills and makes the time fly into the bargain. Like I said about the through hole soldering. It’s relaxing. I’ve become quite adept at the screen printing now. I was flying through the 270 boards we had to solder print.
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