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.