Guess who gave herself a pedicure last night?
I have an appointment on Monday. Wish me luck...
The Thing and I were discussing this slightly neurotic (his word, not mine) behavior he has where he can never get to work on time because he changes his mind 50 times about what he wants to wear that day. The behavior itself doesn't bother him that much. However, he's seen me get ready for work in the morning (I can be out the door 15 minutes after waking) and he was questioning whether or not his slightly neurotic behavior would annoy me.
Personally, I've seen this 'routine' before and not only is it absolutely hysterical, but down right adorable. Besides, I'm not his boss so why should I care? But anyway...I started to tell him a little about my weird foot thing. He already knows that I'm 'uncomfortable' with him (or anyone) going anywhere near my feet (omg, the first time we had sex he kissed a couple of my toes and I wanted to fucking die). So I think that made him feel a little better thinking that I have 'quirks' as well...of course, he doesn't realize (yet) that I am way beyond slightly neurotic and into the totally range when it comes to my feet.
Perhaps the next time he's worried about it I'll send him the 'fears' post...
Or not...
3 Comments:
I'm with you. I can get my nails done with no problem, but I cannot bring myself to get a pedicure, much less a massage. The idea of either creeps me out. I hear it's great, but I'll never know, I suspect. Let me know how yours goes, okay? If YOU can do it, perhaps there is hope for me.
OMG, that post cracks me up! Hope all goes well Monday.
I just played catch-up and I am so glad that your biggest worry right now is feet. :)
Yay for good men! (Even if they sometimes kiss your toes.)
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