Bush Man

The other day, Will and I were out at the pool and again, I was feeling relaxed and rejuvenated from swimming my laps and soaking up some sunshine. The stress of being over-worked lately slipped away from me as my body glided through the water and with each stroke I felt more human again and less like a lifeless monster.

After we walked back into the condo and greeted and fawned over the dogs, acting as though they hadn't seen us in months (and we did the same), I took my swim trunks off and hung them in the laundry room to dry. I took the towel and finished drying myself and thought that it would probably be a good time to trim my toenails while they were soft and while I was thinking of it. So, then I said, "Oh, I really need to trim..."

And Will rather enthusiastically interrupted, "YEAH! YOU CAN BARELY SEE IT!!!"

And I continued, "my toenails...I need to trim my toenails, Will."

Then Will replied, "Oh...yeah...those too."