A Sailor's Delight

Day 15 since losing my job.  A ray of hope arrived in the form of a beautiful "Sailors' Sunset" yesterday.  I was coming home from my usual manicure appointment (I KNOW, I am one of "those" women), and I was enveloped within the beautiful pink (calm) atmosphere of the evening.  All day the weather had been gloomy, grey - spitting rain.  Generally depressing.  I was dreading my 6 p.m. appointment with my nail tech because I was going to have to end our "relationship" of 11 years with a "I can't see you until I have a job again - I'm sorry" announcement. 

It's sad.  I've been seeing her every three weeks since my wedding.  She knows more about me and my life than my own husband.  This last manicure was the last item to cross off on my "dismantle list" of expenses to cut out (so as to manage a household budget with only a single income generator.)  After crying and hugging - she proceeded to mend me with a miracle manicure.  I felt my spirits lifting as I regaled my story and punctuated it by actually convincing myself (while reassuring her) that this is a good opportunity to reset my life and find something new and interesting to do.  Whoa. 

Walking out into the pink glow of the evening - driving home along Washington Ave. - I admired the way the neon of the business signs amplified the beauty of dusk - and noted the clouds had begun to clear away.  "A Sailors Delight" I thought.  It appears that my troubles are heading out toward the west and I can look forward to safe passage and fair weather ahead. 

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