I get my nails painted about every four weeks. This phenomenon started about three years ago when one of our children got married and I decided that my outfit would be enhanced with painted nails. I had so much fun getting them painted at the time and chatting to my new best friend Lucy, that I decided that this was now a thing for me. A bit of fun and some time out from my busy schedule.
To be honest I am as rough as guts and I tend to chip my freshly painted nails pretty quickly. Lucy gets a good laugh out of how bad my nails can look at the end of four weeks.
And sometimes I break a nail, which is annoying but not the end of the world. But sometimes it is. Sometimes my reaction to my broken nail is completely over the top.
You see, I have a number of balls in the air all the time and I tend to work a lot. So I put myself under quite a lot of pressure. (Do what I say don’t do what I do). And when I get really tired and run down, I can become quite stressed. And when I am a bit more stressed than usual I can start to catastrophise and overreact (trying not to exaggerate here) about small stuff, like a broken nail. In these instances I might suddenly becoming that yelling person who finds fault in everything, I thump at my computer and I might cry about things that I would not normally get upset about; I also tend to suffer – a lot.
Fortunately, my family understand that when I am dramatically carrying on and on about a piffling thing like a broken nail, the internet going slow or someone buying the “wrong” brand of toilet paper – that I am just very stressed and they don’t take my behaviour personally.
And it is fascinating, because as soon as I start blaming everyone around me for everything going wrong, yelling at the Universe to be kind to me, finding fault with everything/everyone other bad things tend to occur. I often lose my keys, get parking fines, lock myself out of the house, stop sleeping well. That is usually a very clear indication that I may not be in a good spot right now.
I usually know that when I have got to this point that I need to stop, breathe, go for a work, take a day off – do something for me.
Many of us live very fast lives. Our days are full. If we are self employed, we often work all day in the business and all night on the business. It is hugely stressful.
So my challenge to you is to find ways to take care of yourself and to practice them. But more than anything – be alert. If you suddenly find yourself catastrophising over a broken finger nail – chances are it’s time for some proper time out.