spa day?

I have a confession to make I'm, well, I'm in my late 20s, and I have never been to a spa. That's right. It's true. I do want to go to one, it's just that, when I was living in Iowa, I think the closest spa is in Des Moines. But I can imagine what happens in spas based on what I have seen in movies and on TV.
I've also never had a pedicure or a manicure. It's not that I'm opposed to them, it's just that it seems like they cost so much money that, well, I don't want to spend. I feel much the same way about spas. I kind of have a tight fist when it comes to money, which is good and bad. I have a decently healthy bank account, but I never do anything fun. My little sister, on the other hand, knows how to have fun. She spends money like it's nobody's business and is always out on the town. My idea of extravagance is Chinese takeout and a Redbox movie. I'm such a big spender: my exciting evening costs me a grand total of $7.20. Let the good times begin!
Maybe, someday, when my student loans are paid off and I still have money in the account, I'll let my hair down a little. I doubt I'll take an expensive trip, but I think I'll do something fun. Maybe I'll get a manicure or a pedicure. Maybe I'll even visit the spa.