Back at the beauty salon: “ I feel rekindled – both physically and spiritually – after I get my nails done ”
Not to be dramatic, but I would walk through the fire to get my nails done. I would swim the entire length of the Shannon for the gel polish and climb Carrauntoohil in a storm for a file and a form. Yet despite my bravado, I was no match for a global pandemic and unfortunately had to forgo my monthly manicure.
The last time I sat down with Katelyn O’Mahony in her Listowel living room in December, when we were hopeful for a meaningful Christmas, I thought my fingernails would have more than a few photos clasped around a gin. tonic. At that point, I could not have imagined that it would be another four months before I was back in the hot seat.
In this painfully slow and dreary period, my fingernails reflected my mood. If I felt hopeless, my nails were worse. They were patchy and drab, stained with old tan stains that represented my hopes, dreams, and a time I had a social life.
Going to bed on Sunday evening, I felt like a child on Christmas Eve. And this morning might as well have been December 25 – I was really busy. From the moment I walked through Katelyn’s door, I felt a sense of routine returning to my life.
When she asked what shape I wanted, I had to take a moment to compose my emotions. When was the last time someone asked such a great question? The only shape I have known since Christmas is the indentation of my body on the mattress and my back on the sofa.
Looking at his file and painting the colorful swirl pattern I asked him to reproduce, I fell back into a rhythm that I had missed.
Beauty dates are small things in the big picture, but little things make up the big picture. These one hour appointments every three weeks are pockets of my time. In 60 minutes, you sit back, chat, relax, and forget the to-do list.
Although we spent some time alone during the lockdown, it was not the productive kind. There was no way to escape reality or to feel better.
So if you’re wondering about the rush to return to salons, remember that companies like Katelyn are doing a lot more than just changing the color of your nails.
For a small town like Listowel, yesterday’s opening is also important. The streets are quiet, and driving around the corners of the city is more and more like Groundhog Day. Seeing the lights on and the doors open to businesses other than our supermarkets is a wonderful sight.
Since I got my nails done, I feel invigorated both physically and spiritually. I’m typing furiously and responding to emails faster than ever. I even took some money from the ATM so that if I needed gas I could show my fingernails while I paid the clerk.
It might sound a bit too much to some of you, but I don’t care because I’m back and my nails are looking better than ever. So you can be sure that if there is ever a fire, I will walk straight through.