I just deep cleaned….ok fine, deepish…our (single) bathroom on Tuesday night because, after a….day, I really wanted a bath.
A hot, Epsom salt, essential oil bath with a glass of yum on the clean side, and something hilarious on the speakers….while not smelling anyone’s toilet.
It was wonderful.
Something like that tonight would be awesome.
However. I just shook about a 1/4 cup of crud from the (laundered within 7 days and shaken out two days ago) bath mat and I just want to sink into a pile of goo because that way I could be still and not feel guilty about it.
Time for some Dr. Who. Wait, no, promised David I would watch some of his dragon show…
Signing off, sleep well….
PS–photo credit to thechive.com. The photos so far have either been mine or from theChive…and I think the differences are clear…
*So. Annoyed. And Tired. Tired. Which makes sense, but, f&*^ I still think I’m Super Woman most of the time, at least when it comes to things like plans, goals, and expectations.
WHICH IS A LARGE PIECE OF WHY I AM SO TIRED.