Lilavati (exquisiteblest) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2013-02-21 23:13:00 |
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Entry tags: | esther |
Who: Esther and Open
What: Friday routines
When: Friday
Where: Starbucks
Warnings: TBD
Every week, on Friday (she prayed on Saturday and did nothing as was right) she went and got pampered. She didn't remember her childhood (was she one to sell lamb, or fleece, or did she work for her cousin as help in his house?) but she remembers the treatments. And while some would claims she'd turned aside from her teachings, she doesn't see it as such. She fought hard to make sure she didn't succumb to vanity. But it's habit now, and it feels like a reward for all the work she continues to do for her people,and for all the girls whose voices don't get heard enough.
Her hair gets trimmed, her nails painted and she gets a wax. Then, feeling like a new woman, she went to the Starbucks for a treat. It was a very repetitive habit, but she liked it. And the people at this particular store knew her and knew of her diet, and they were always very happy to accommodate her. Probably because she tipped well and she'd gotten one of her girls a job here. It was this girl who she gave a smile and got an espresso from (kosher as long as the shot glass was a throw away one) and once she got her cup she gave her tip and found her favorite chair.
It was there she relaxed and wished for more sun. She was definitely more fond of summers then winters. She'd lived in nothing but warmth and sun. But it would come soon enough. She got out her tablet to make sure her appointments were in order, and let herself enjoy the peace.