My Nail Treat

Wow, hasn't it been a while. 4 months to be exact. My life always gets a little bit crazy and when it does, the things I love to do the most are usually put on hold- hence my hiatus from this blog.
Now, the one thing that I wanted to share today was a misconception that I hate that people have. For about a year now, I have been going to the nail salon on and off to have gel nails on. I initially started with nail extensions because I love long nails but the nature of my job meant that as soon as they got long enough, one would chip and break leaving my nails looking gross. I have now moved onto overlays on my natural nail to make them stronger. Anyway, I have had people comment on how this is such a waste of money and how it only adds to the idea of a vain materialistic girl and I wanted to share my thoughts on this.
To some people paying £15 a fortnight to go and have your nails refilled and painted is a waste of money but to me, it is well worth it. My life revolves around being a teacher, where I essentially work for the benefit of someone else- I plan, resource, mark and get up in the morning for my lovely children in my class. I give up evenings and my Sunday every weekend to make sure that I have planned great lessons for my children. It means that I give up a lot in my life- I don't necessarily treat myself to anything.

Getting my nails done is my treat. It is a chance for me to have an hour out of my busy schedule to not think about anyone else but myself. It gives me a chance to make myself feel valued and actually feel like a human being. I have always loved painting my nails and have always felt that if my nails were painted, it didn't matter what the rest of me looked like because I felt complete.
I adore getting my nails done and I think that if anyone looks at me one day and I seem a little out of sorts, at least I have beautiful nails to fall back on. It's my treat.
Here is a montage of just some of the colours I have had on my nails:

It is something that is just for me. I have always been told that I put everyone else before myself and now, I'm taking back something for myself. So next time you want to make a comment about someone's personality and integrity, stop and think because that might be the one nice thing they have done for themselves that week. Who are we to judge someone else's choices?
Maybe you'll see me around again soon?!