Blue Nails

The first guy who was suggested to me in a shidduch since my engagement ended in 2010 rejected me on Friday.
I won't lie, I was hurt. I hate being rejected and I hate it when people say "NO" even if the reasons are completely understandable.
After steaming off my anger at the gym, I got my nails done in blue.
For some reason that made me feel so much better.
I might as well have fun, if I'm not having a date next week.
Of course, philosophical discussions followed suit with those close to me, such as, well, one doesn't wear blue nail polish to a job interview, and the question of whether life is or is not a job interview....