8 November 2019....

So I go to a salon to get my fingernails and toenails cut. I also have my fingernails painted with a color-changing polish/shellac. Today it’s blue that changes to white it the heat, or is it white that changes to blue in the cold? Regardless, it helps me to identify  when my hands are getting to cold. I have poor circulation in one of my arms and hands. I may have one hand one color and the other a different color. 

The polish is a good reminder that I need to warm my hands at times. I like to think I’m still tough at times. Despite the fact a two year old could overpower me, I need to watch out for some things myself. Sure, I still think I’m tough. I don’t know if I’ve ever been that tough.

So I get nails done. Personally, I don’t understand the fascination. I went with my sister, her daughter and my children. My sister posted on Facebook that I took them to be “pampered”. Honestly. I don’t see what is so pampering about it. For me it’s just something that needs done. I can’t cut my own fingernails, so I have someone do it for me. 

Honestly, it’s almost like going in for an oil change. I don’t care about most of the stuff. It’s just maintenance. 

Pedicure, now that’s another story. I honestly don’t know why I didn’t start that earlier in life. Everyone should have pedicures. 

I have been trying to figure out what I really need to spend my time on. I have had to go from once a day to once a week. It is terribly frustrating because I was at one period in my life a very active person. Since the stroke I’ve had some of the most amazing gains. I feel for the first time that I have hit a plateau and if I want to go any higher and make any more gains I’m going to have to work twice as hard. I don’t have the energy to go harder most of the time. 

For those don’t know, I was wearing diapers for a time, 6 years ago. I have moved beyond that stage. I still feel incredibly frustrated even though I know I am very blessed. I need to remember Alma 29:3, “But behold, I am a man, and do sin in my wish; for I ought to be content with the things which the Lord hath allotted unto me.” Maybe I don’t understand the verse of scripture well. Still I have more to be thankful for than I will probably ever realize. That doesn't mean you can’t feel down, tired. That is called life.