Relief, even to extremes.

My lovely waking shower was matched by the heavy rains (downpour even) we'd had overnight and in the morning. But, by the time I'd been picked up (before 11:30), the grass was dry as it tickled my toes. And then it was time for my pedicure. Unfortunately, I was put in the "care" of the owner's assistant and she caused me pain three distinct times, didn't even stop or seem aware of it until I actually said something. Hey, this isn't what I signed up for. Anyway, I emerged with pretty sparkly pink toenails.

Then I was hit with a burst of spontaneity, something I don't normally get to indulge in considering how regimented my travel schedule is. I'd already dropped in at the salon next door to say "Hi" to my stylist. When walking past, I thought I had just enough time to get a wash (something my arthritic fingers are lousy at) and a blow dry. She was just finishing up so could indulge me. I'd just taken a muscle relaxant for my defiant spine, so appreciated the extra time to just sit back and enjoy. I felt fabulous and continued on to the supermarket where I picked up my usual egg salad sandwich for lunch and an already-roasted chicken to take home. Even better, my driver was early, and got me home very quickly.

I couldn't believe the wall of blazing heat that greeted me upon leaving the mini-van. And then had to rush inside to guzzle chilled raspberry lemonade. I finally cooled off and watched my recorded TV. Ate a leg and both wings of the chicken, then hit the bed for a brief not-nap.

As I seem to have lovely crisp vision tonight, I think I'm going to stay up reading. And drink more lemonade. And run my hands down along my sleek hairstyle. Yay.