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Chipped Nails

I feel a sense of gratitude when I have the time to be bothered by really minor annoyances. I arrive after a long and somewhat delayed flight at a hotel that is a block away from the office, a place I have stayed many times in the past. The best way to describe this establishment is - goofy. It would not the first choice for anyone's business trip but I took a shine to it. I like their minor quirks and how they can bring a mini fridge to my room if I say I'd like one. How its generally one welcome cookie for the trip but they look the other way if I get a couple of extra. The cookies are amazing and they don't look the part. A more discerning customer may completely avoid a cookie that looks so tacky but that is their overall vibe. Being here makes me feel at home and at ease. I can't imagine what better purpose a hotel can serve on a business trip.

As usual my freshly applied nail polish was chipped all over from moving luggage up and down so I had to take some time to touch it up before going to meet a young friend for dinner. She is going through some life changing experiences and only a few years older than J. I hope to learn from her about how to be the mother your adult child needs rather than be what you imagine you should or want to be. She is my sounding board as much as I am mine. She is totally fine that I need the extra time so I can fixed my chipped nail-polish. My any account my day had been remarkably without strife. All the aggravations if added up for the day would still amount to nothing. I have lived orders or magnitude stressful minutes and hours in my life. I like reflecting on how that had felt, remind myself that was within the realm of my reality so I can enjoy a day full of minor blemishes.


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