And I just broke my favorite fingernail. Yes, I have a favorite fingernail; it is the one that grows in perfectly AND NEVER BREAKS. I broke the unbreakable fingernail while furiously trying to pack at the last minute… which I swore I wouldn’t be doing for this trip but I’m doing anyway because I agreed to work these extra shifts…and now I’m going to Paris with one imperfect fingernail.
Yes, this is a stupid blog post without any point whatsoever. Just like my broken fingernail.