Goodbye to an old friend

I did it. Yesterday. I said goodbye to an old friend.

My nails. *sob*

I have had these nails on since the spring of 2001 with a short, one-month exception in the fall of 2002. But I had them. The same person has been doing them since November 2002. Every three or four weeks. A shiny new coat of red nail polish. Beautiful nails.

I took eight of them off myself over the course of a few days (nerves, I think). Then I had Becky take them the rest of the way off and clean them up. Now I have short fingernails. And I feel ugly.

Hideous.

But the funny thing is that no one has noticed. Not one person.

Except me.

I have an appointment on Wednesday to have them put back on. I am weak. And I can't feel ugly right now.