I haven't painted my fingernails in a long time.  I saw a gal a couple of days ago and loved the color of her nail polish.  Opi - cajun shrimp.  So I went and bought a bottle. I just love the color.  I very carefully painted my nails and was admiring them and the color.  Then it came time for us to read scriptures and I put on my glasses.  I quickly glanced at my nails and just about had a heart attack right then and there.  There was nail polish all around the edges and under my nails.  I wanted to fall to my knees and weep and say why me.  Not really but I was faced with a tough decision.  Do I leave this awful mess on, take off the glasses and pretend that they are as beautiful as I thought they were before the glasses came on. Or do I take the polish off completely.  I choose the latter to safe me moments of deep regret and knashing of teeth.  The thought came to my mind it looked like a 2 year old had painted my nails. 
So the big question is how many other things have looked good in my life, but I didn't put the glasses on to see the mess that had been made.