Monet Toes

The last couple of days at work have been very low-key, low-stress.  The days have been so quiet and peaceful, and, dare I say, boring.  I was in a fit of productivity last week, and this week I'm finding myself with nothing to do.  So today, I put my feet up, and I painted my toes.

And when I say that I painted my toes, that wasn't really an exaggeration.  I have what you might call "Monet Toes," toes that, from far off, look decent.  It's only when you get up close that you realize just what a hot mess they are.  I have the tiniest toenails in the world, and I just slap polish all over them.  I'm lazy, and there's no excuse.

Maybe that's what I'll do tomorrow at work?