Self-care
The best thing about being off work is that you could sway the plan of the day as you wish. The half-day of work plan changed to half day of rest and binge watching of YouTube videos before I head to the beauty salon for some planned self-care. A rare occurrence given that time is scarce when one is working (or so I tell myself).
A facial, hands treatment and a pedicure! While my feet were pampered and as the therapist left me for a few moments to relax(spoiled?!) I could not help myself but looking up the history of pedicure.
2400BC – first report in Ancient Egypt
425BC – new design of skin scrapers in ancient Greece
1400s – Special pastes with some weird ingredients (swine dung and calf’s intestines!) in Medieval Europe
1800s – pedicure as a surgical care of the feet in Europe
(Facial treatments reported 6000 years ago in Ancient Egypt)
Anyway, though I enjoyed the feet and hands care, I do not think I would repeat it and would rather do at home, but the facial gets 5stars!
I could not resist a 3-miles walk back home since I was in a good mood and had well-rested feet, but I side-tracked to a shop that was still open to look for a skirt. I have been looking for a suitable one for 3 months now, but this time was not successful either. However, I met a friend in the shop unexpectedly and had a quick chat. I was very pleased to see her however, I have not yet gotten used to no contact salutation despite 2 years of COVID19!
The smell of food in Mill Road was irresistible but I tamed myself to reach home for a home-made supper. That had to wait though since it was time for prayers, and I promised myself to go to the mosque for that.
I usually go in and come out communicating only with God (Please, do not laugh if you do not believe in one!) apart from brief salutes of courtesy since I find myself in a state of beautiful trance that I do not like to disturb. This time though the visit was made more special by a little girl!
A 4 year or so old child stood by my side as the Prayers were called for. She looked up at me with beautiful black eyes and a dazzling smile that my heart skipped a beat for her! I smiled back silently and wished that I did not have the mask on my face as she really deserve to see that! She understood my eyes I guess though (or so I imagined!). She sweetly followed my moves during the prayers and at the end I could not but ask her
“What’s your name?”
“Nora” She replied.
“You are beautiful, and I wish to have a girl like you one day!” I said.
She smiled and I returned to my final prayers before she walks up and leave to her dad. I told myself, I would adopt such a girl gladly with closed eyes!
The end of the visit to the mosque was a bit sad since they announced the death of a man I do not know, and we prayed for his soul before we depart.
I left the mosque, and a cool breeze of air kissed my cheeks drawing a smile on my lips as I looked up to the sky and headed home. The thought of Nora remained with me!
I decided to see a film while I prepare and eat my supper and despite my best (or some) efforts to avoid romance (I do not want any ideas to distract my mind! 🙂 ), I played “Lost Christmas” on BBC iPlayer. Not the best choice it was but I admit it captured my attention enough to continue seeing beyond supper!
The man has acted very well that I could feel his pain as he mourned his breakup on Christmas Eve from his high-school sweetheart and girlfriend of so many years when she rejected his ring
“I love you, but I am not in love with you!” She said.
It was too cold that it made me question relationships and thank Allah that I never had the courage to have one! The end was not too bad, and the lesson was: “One person is capable of reviving a room full of sad people and inspiring happiness. And music makes moments worthy of living”!
PS. I hope I do not regret that I am writing this 365 days diary live! Too many unnecessary details but I am enjoying it! 🙂 https://www.footlogix.com/Resources/Blog/The-History-Of-Pedicures
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