spa break

I have finished my mémoire/dissertation/master’s thesis/gradu. It is now done, transferred into a pdf format and ready to be printed off.

Last week, well this week really I was still panicking and overly stressed. I was convinced I would never get my tables to stay in the right place, come up with an intelligent sounding conclusion or figure out how the bibliography works in the programme I was using. I was stressed.

So I went to get a pedicure. I really wanted a facial as well, but unfortunately the time was not on my side and I had to go to work, before the brightening treatment had time to do miracles to my tired, stressed and gray looking complexion. So I had to be satisfied with red, well filed toenails and smooth heels.

Before my little spa break, I scrubbed my flat. I really did a through clean, though not so thorough that there wouldn’t be anything left for my post-graduation, pre-move on moments but the end result was that my tiny apartment looked happy and sunny. And dustless.

And the day after, I sat in front of my laptop for 10 solid hours and finished the essay.

I don’t do spa days. I didn’t used to do spa days. Or beauty treatments. Or I did, but very very rarely. Now I think they should become a more common part of my wonderings. Because a true break just works miracles. And when you feel good, you work well.

Maybe my next new thing should be beautiful hands. But only after I finish waitressing.

Did I tell you I finished my thesis?