Redefining Responsible
Dear Strong Woman,
What you appreciate appreciates.
As simple as it may seem, getting my nails done this weekend was a big deal for me. With the arrival of Baby Des drawing nearer and the need to set aside funds for maternity leave as a small business owner, a nail appointment quickly became labeled as a frivolous luxury I don’t need.
But recently I had a breakthrough in embracing the fact that I value these frivolous luxuries rather than resent them and try to squash this side of myself. It’s easy to be ashamed when you’ve had debt. It’s easy to tell yourself you’re a child who will never truly be responsible when it comes to money.
Now I’m redefining what it means to be responsible. I realized that $50 and an hour of pampering was going to pay me back ten-fold, which meant it was going to be better for everyone in my path. Yes, I already knew this. I preach about this on the regular. But when you’re inside that fear-based, not-enough story, it’s hard to see the forest through the trees.
So I’m writing this as a reminder for myself. A simple nail appointment bled over into a beautiful weekend of connection, rejuvenation, and celebration. The events we had planned were already on our calendar, but my headspace and energy was elevated because I gave myself permission to add a little jade green boldness to my look. (And omg the calf and foot rub that came with it! Heaven!)
With that, shoutout to Nancy’s Nail Salon on Bonifant St for treating me like a queen despite the power going out five minutes before I got there. Best place in DTSS and the best prices, too!
From there I got to enjoy a cookout with my amazing business networking group, feel Des kick like crazy during his first baseball game and metro ride, celebrate my little brother getting engaged, spend a quiet day nesting like a fiend, and wrap up the weekend on the couch watching Lost with the ones I love most.
Listing all of this to keep me present to what truly matters.
If you’re someone who tends to view spending a little money and time on yourself as irresponsible, I invite you to look at the other side of the coin.
How could doing so be an extreme act of responsibility?
