I Paid Someone to Hurt Me Today

Lots, even. For a cou­ple of hours.

Yep, I had my legs waxed.

The biki­ni area is still very, very sore, and this bet­ter last a good long time or I’ll be Unhap­py. But right now—mmm, I love how smooth and silky my legs feel!

I felt a bit self-con­scious, as I’d not shaved for a while in order to pre­pare for the wax­ing. I kept feel­ing like some­one was going to say, “Oh my god, lady! We’ll have to charge you extra!” or some­thing like that.

The gal on the next table put me to ease on that, though we nev­er saw each oth­er. The gal work­ing on her had to go get scis­sors and do some trim­ming before wax­ing anything!

And that Brazil­ian thing? I can’t begin to imag­ine it. Nuh-unh, no way.

Katie and I both had spa manicures/pedicures, and she had a love­ly facial while wait­ing for me.

All of that for less than get­ting my hair cut and col­ored at Three-13 because we went to a school where advanced stu­dents do the work. We tipped well, too.

We’ll keep going to Three-13 to get our hair done, but I see far more man­i­cures in our future now that they’re so much more afford­able. I’m a fru­gal hedo­nist, I am.

Cyn is a proud Mommy & Mémé, professional geek, avid reader, fledgling coder, enthusiastic gamer (TTRPGs), occasional singer, and devoted stitcher.
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