Tom and I received a spa gift card as a belated wedding gift last fall, and even after a couple's massage there was a remaining balance that the husband was generous enough to donate to my foot pampering needs. Now this was no Beautiful Nail 15 minute job... I had my own room and a fully reclining lounger in which to continue plugging away at Pride and Prejudice. It was a blissful hour during which I completely forgot about my impending joblessness and the irony of the "Your the best teacher ever" note that I received from my student the other day.
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