I started volunteering at a senior living home in December. I told the volunteer coordinator I was up to help wherever she needed it, juice cart duties, organizing the library, etc. She had something else in mind though. She emailed me with my post after I passed my TB test, I was going to hang out on Saturday mornings once in a while and paint fingernails.
This was slightly unsettling for a few reasons. One, I have never painted someone else’s nails before. Two, physical nearness to strangers has never really been my thing. Three, I am not super great at small talk. I was nervous as my first Saturday approached.
When I arrived the first Saturday I only had one customer. She was delightful and didn’t seem to be too bothered with me coloring outside of the lines a little bit. Conversation came easy and I was eager to come back the next time. When that day came, I had a half a dozen women waiting for me when I arrived. It was cute because some of them thought I was practicing for beauty school.
My posse has grown to about eight regulars who I am excited to see. I am much more confident in my painting skills and am happy to suggest colors that will match outfits they have planned out for the week. They make conversation with each other while they’re waiting for paint or drying. It’s nice for me because I can do nails and listen to the conversations. The experience has been an absolute pleasure from the get go and I am happy I let myself be open to it so I could meet these women.