Funny how life is always forcing us to learn.
When I first started wearing bangles, I had to remember to hold my arm a certain way when I was wiping walls or cleaning counters; otherwise, I left little scratch marks where the bracelets swept across the surface.
Later, I had to learn to ignore the noise my bracelets made when I used the keyboard; it was only noise so I didn't worry about it until I started using a wireless mouse. Not a good thing to put 30 silver things between the mouse and the laptop, but I learned.
Today, I was washing down walls, bracelets pushed up, arms at the right angle and damn if my fingernails (newly covered with a strengthening base coat) didn't take the paint right off the surface.
I'm either going to have to undergo a new learning experience, cut my nails or figure out how to persuade Dave we need someone to come in to do the housework. Any guesses on which it will be?