It’s not a mystery why women pay for manicures. It’s because so few of us are ambidextrous. My right hand looks pretty darn good most times when I try to paint my own nails (I’m left-handed), while my left hand looks like a child had a go at them, producing smeared edges and uneven coverage.
Often one will see in a wedding album a few photos of the hands of the bride and groom with their brand new wedding rings showcased. Usually the bride’s nails are done perfectly, and there may be a soft-focus filter giving the hands a certain ethereal quality. We have no such photos in our wedding album as the meat hooks that serve as my hands are not as photogenic as the rest of me.
As I tutor, spending time across the table from a student, pointing out verb conjugations or correcting papers, my hands are front and center. And as a speaker, I emphasize points by waving my hands as I present a topic. And as I’ve done these tasks for years, I’ve become a fan of manicures to give my hands a certain je ne sais quoi up close and from a distance. But I can’t achieve the polished effect I’d like on my own.
Because we live in a specialized society where people are paid to do what they do best, I pay for manicures.
There’s no shame in delegating what we don’t do well to those who do, thereby allowing us to thrive and function in the areas where we are most gifted and most satisfied.
Where are you currently spending time that could be delegated so you can flourish in your wheelhouse?