Cleaning my Foot !

Something seems to have got into my head;or more aptly my foot. I seem to be obsessed with its cleanliness.There was a time, I loved my feet. They were flawless. The object of my admiration every night before sleep. But now.. blame it on the chic sandals that have left my feet exposed to pollution,sandal-bites,rain water,sun,moon and what not ; I sleep with a socks on to avoid looking at my pathetic feet. My former homemate found it strange, but dismissed it as one of my many eccentricities. All my friends maintain that my feet look pretty. But I maintain -not pretty enough for my liking! However I too dismissed this uncanny obsession as another of my "different" traits.  I wash my feet more times than I would wash my face. I use soap to wash my face, but Lotus face wash is used on my feet. I have no cream for my face, but I use Dove moisturizing cream for my feet. But things went a bit too far last Sunday.I found in a magazine a way to have a pedicure at home (I hate going to beauty parlour, so I pounced on the advice) and tried it:
1) Remove your nail polish with a quality nail polish remover.
2) Put your feet in hot water with shampoo mixed in it. Keep moving your feet moving it slightly rubbing them agianst each other till the water turns cold.
3) use pumice stone and gently rub your feet.
4) use a foot file and scrub off with pressure all dead layers of skin from your feet.
5) use an exfoliating creame and gently massage your feet.
6) Wash off.
7) Put 2 coats of nailpolish and allow to dry


I followed each step painstakingly with a greed for nothing more than awesome looking feet. 
The result :
*I spent 296 Rs in the commodities needed (the gas charges, etc not included 'cos I get it free at home)
*I burn my feet slightly (I am not sure if my toes look pinkish because of the massage or because they are half cooked)
*My legs have scratch marks as if I was caught inside a thicket full of metal thorns.(They get darker and uglier with each passing day - never thought I could be such a sadist with myself).


So I have a resolution already in mind for the coming year; to get over the obsession with the cleanliness of my feet. If I can manage to survive happily with an unclean room and an absolute pandemonium struck wardrobe space, I should be able to live through with dirty feet.


Oops, there seems to be some dirt between my toe nails. Lemme clean it first, catch ya later.