This day was a challenging one. I was fidgeting at work and two of my nails started breaking, and it took all of my will power not to bite them off. You can (vaguely) see the photos that the middle finger of my left hand and my thumb on my right hand have broken nails. I am proud to say that I managed to get through my four hour shift at work without biting or picking at these bad boys!
Instead, I waited until I got home and then cut them with nail clippers. Praise the lord. Was pretty proud of myself for being able to do that, because all nail biters know how hard it is to ignore a broken nail and not pick or chew at it.
The nails on my right hand are still doing better than those on my left, but I suppose I'll just have to accept this and take that into consideration when judging my nails.
I took these photos when at night time when I finished work, had dinner and had had a chance to watch True Blood and drink tea...so the flash was needed. The flash makes my nails look shinier so that's a plus. It makes a lot more sense to me to take pictures of them at night because the day will have ended and I can see what effect the day had on them, and I don't want to take a picture in the morning or afternoon and jinx things by being too positive about them...we don't want to tempt fate!
So how did I feel about my nails that day? Pretty good actually, I didn't even really mind that two of my nails had to be cut because I knew that cutting them evenly and with nail clippers was much better than biting at them and making them uneven or jagged, which could lead to more breakage.
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