The place of manicures on a priority list

Oh, dear, my careful schedule is shot to pieces.  It’s fatal to lose momentum when writing, and after visitors on Friday, the course on Saturday, going to a wedding party, having guests, going out for a drink last night (hair of the dog) and coffee this morning, getting nails done … well, you can see how easy it is to slip behind.
You might think that getting my nails done is hardly a priority under the circumstances, but tomorrow I am off to London for the day to have lunch with my editor, my agent and my publicist.  (Hang on, I need to say that again in case you didn’t get how cool it was: lunch with my editor, my agent and my publicist (OMG, I have a publicist!!!!))  
Now do you see the vital importance of the nails?  A fresh layer of gel and a coat of Bordeaux does wonders for the confidence, and I had no hesitation in moving a manicure up the priority list.
Of course, I am deeply excited by the prospect of such a glamorous day, but it's tempered by an undercurrent of anxiety.   Mainly in case my editor wants to read what I’ve done so far on my WIP.  I’m only on 27,198 words (which means I still have 3802 to do today to get back on target … like that’s going to happen) and they are so not ready to be shown to anyone.  This is a Shitty Second Draft, and the thought of anyone looking at it in its current state makes my toes curl in distress.  (If I ever fall under a bus, my executors have strict instructions to shred any SFDs or SSDs without even glancing at them)
And what if they want to know my PR strategy?  No, wait, that’s the publicist’s job, isn’t it?   I have a little fantasy that she’ll say: "Darling, forget about setting up another blog.  Don’t worry about Facebook or Twitter or any of that.  You don’t need to think about promotion.  The book will miraculously sell itself.  You just concentrate on your writing."
As you see, I have a rich inner fantasy life.  I suppose it's handy when you're a writer, but coming up against reality is always a blow.
Never mind, I am determined to enjoy tomorrow – after which I will have to come home and wrestle my schedule back on track.