Paint and repeat

Can you imagine if something you have always loved to do suddenly becomes so hard that you almost dread it but you love then end result so much that it is worth putting yourself through that pain? Painted nails is currently bitter sweet for me. I have always loved getting my nail colour collection out and choosing which shade to wear. Then either paint them in front of something good on TV, a DVD or turn the music up . As I said, it was something I used to enjoy. 

It is currently something I do not look forward to. I must carry on with these rituals though as they are helping my brain plus I love having painted nails. :) I have shown here a picture of my left hand.my weaker side. It is my right side that I find harder to paint but also harder to photograph as I can not use the touch screen on my phone with my left hand as yet. My left hand Grips the nail polish brush in such a odd way but I somehow manage to paint my right hand and the spills are getting less and less. I must have no noise though as you would not believe the concentration needed. I also painted my toes, that was a work out in it self. But that had got to be helping me get stronger, plus it is May and even though the weather is not so nice again at the moment. These next few months to me equals pretty toenails. I need to so a bit of research into if there are any "safe" sandals that I can actually walk in too. 

Anyway, these are my nails painted in Ciate Play date. I am no expert on these things but I can tell you it gets full point on ease of use from me and what a pretty colour. 

Beautiful sunset, colourful life

I was lucky enough to witness this beautiful sunset this week. Thanks to some lovely friends who took me out for the evening. It is amazing to think that this is about a 20 minute drive from where I live. I feel very lucky especially when we do actually get to see these lovely views with the sun shining. 

Although I would not have been able to get down on to the beach due to the steep steps, the view from the cliff is just amazing. I am hoping to see a few more sunsets over the next few months, with possibly a lovely spring and summer. I was in hospital last year for all of June and half of July when the weather was beautiful. I used to see people coming into the hospital looking bronzed and smelling of suntan lotion. I used to admire their summer clothes while I was in my uniform of jogging bottoms and baggy t shirts each day, 

Although we can not rely on the weather I intend to make the most of each nice day that I can, because I can. 

During this time, I used to close my eyes and see really bright, beautiful images in my head that at the time I did think I may want to paint  (I am not a painter/artist) but since coming out of hospital I think my brain got so full, relearning and recovering that these images all became quite grey and I had a sudden obsession with grey, wanting to be surrounded by it and to wear it all the time. I still do have a fondness for grey but my life is starting to get all of it's colour back now and they are being reintroduced into my quite colourful life.