Yesterday, I got my first pedicure since life shut down in mid-March. It’s an admittedly small thing but I have missed my trips to the salon for the quiet luxury of a pedicure. My regular salon is a hard-working family business that always makes me feel welcome; yesterday was no exception. The salon was re-organized to allow separation; at limited capacity and with plastic shields between customers and employees. We all wore masks. We also took care to ask how people and their families had fared while the business was closed. I treated myself to some flowers on my big toe, a celebration of the summer and gratitude for this small bit of unmitigated pleasure in a hard time.
That’s happy!
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