The Nail Salon

So as some of you may have noticed from my last post, I don't get to relax very often. The Man works a lot and we only have one car. So its just me and the kids ALL the time. It may sound like a walk in the park but its a lot of work. 
The Man is off work on Sundays so he basically forced me to go get my nails done. I haven't actually gotten my nails done in almost two years! I used to always have them done, but we have been a little broke lately. When I say a little, I mean a lot. And when I say lately, I mean for the last 2 years!
For some reason, nothing is easy for me. Somehow I have the worst luck. I ended up having to drive from one salon to another before finding one that was open on a Sunday and had spa chairs(spa chairs are a MUST when getting toes done. There is no way I am putting my feet into a little plastic tub with bubbles! Why would anyone pay $18 for that!) I drove to 4 different place before coming home and going online to find one. I forgot to mention that our car has no ac, and no radio. I live in SoCal, it was over 100 degrees today!
Finally I arrive. Most of the time you go in and the woman are quiet, just trying to relax, they read or watch the tv that's in there. But of course the one time I go to get my nails done in the last two years there is a very large, very loud woman in there with..her husband...who apparently has a thing for blondes. 
So I don't know if any of you have been in the spa chairs that have the massaging option. This is not a relaxing option! Lets just say if I was topless in boobie tassels I wouldn't even have to move. This "massage" chair was basically beating my back.
Finally the spa treatment start going good, the massage chair stopped and I was just about to relax when the large, loud woman started moaning. She was having her legs and feet massaged and was moaning like she was having an orgasm. The entire time her husband stared at me with a very creepy look on his face, maybe it was just his face. Either way he was creepy! She even used phrases like "oh my God!" and "Oh yea, right there! Right there!" why didn't my manicurist ask me if I would like the happy ending option? How rude!
Finally return home to find the house is messier then when I left it and had to clean. That was my second attempt at a relaxing day, maybe I should stop trying! Well...at last my nails are pretty.