The Whispering Client

🌼 Date: Monday, March 2, 2026

⚡ Energy: Barely Audible

💗 Status: Whispering, Wheezing, Still Sick

💅 Outlook: At Least My Nails Look Good

I’m still feeling pretty crappy today.

The cough is still hanging around, and now I’ve reached the stage where every time I talk, it makes me cough.

So naturally, my solution is to whisper everything.

I’m guessing Casey is enjoying this development.

A very quiet wife? What a dream.

Unfortunately for him, whispering is not a permanent lifestyle choice.

Now here’s the thing — I had a nail appointment scheduled this afternoon, and it had already been three weeks.

Three weeks.

For some people that might not sound like a big deal, but if you know me… that is pushing it.

So, despite feeling like a whispering Victorian ghost, I went to my appointment.

But we had a little strategy.

On the drive there I whispered all of my wants and needs to Casey, so he could translate for me once we got to the salon.

And let me tell you, this dynamic duo nailed it.

Every time my nail tech asked a question like:

“Do you want them shorter?”

Casey would jump right in and say something like:

“Only a tiny bit… like less than you normally do.”

Meanwhile I’m sitting there nodding quietly like the mysterious client who apparently travels with her own spokesperson.

She thought it was hilarious.

Honestly, so did I.

And because Casey was already fully involved in the process… I let him pick the color too.

Believe it or not, we still haven’t tried all the pinks yet.

The ladies at the salon always get a kick out of him, and I have to admit — he makes a pretty good nail consultant.

At this point I kind of hope he keeps coming with me even after I don’t need a chauffeur anymore.

Because apparently, he has opinions about nail length now.

And honestly?

The whispering client and her interpreter make a pretty great team.

💗 Tina –
One Badass Day at a Time

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