Today was actually pretty dang good. This morning, after hubby and I got home from work, we hung out in the den for a while before hopping into our morning routine shower. Yes, morning showers before bed are a thing in this house, because who doesn’t want to smell like a spa before face-planting into a pillow?
I’ve basically turned this ritual into a full-on lavender festival. I’m talking the whole lineup—shampoo, conditioner, soap, body wash, lotions, balms—if it says lavender, I’ve got it. First, I double-wash my hair like I’m in a Pantene commercial, then conditioner goes in while I let it marinate (clipped up like a salad garnish). That’s when the lavender soap and body wash take center stage. After the sudsy symphony, it’s face-care time: oil cleanser first, then a foaming cleanser to wrap it up. Conditioner out, shower curtain closed, lavender cloud achieved.
But wait—lavender isn’t done with me yet. Once I’m out of the shower, I slather on nighttime baby lotion, swipe on Dr. Teal’s lavender body balm (yes, I rub it on my chest like Vick’s—don’t judge, it works), then deodorant, and finally, I roll into my PJ uniform…aka a trusty moo-moo. Basically, I’m one step away from being mistaken for a sleepy herb garden.
Sleep has been better too—still sticking with trazodone over melatonin, and honestly, it’s a game changer. I’m still a little tired, but at least I don’t feel like a zombie auditioning for The Walking Dead.
When we woke up later, payday had arrived—hallelujah. Budgeting hat: on. I used my budget-by-paycheck worksheet to line up bills, subscriptions, and all the variable stuff like soda and deodorant (yes, my man has his own recurring event in my Google Calendar). Speaking of Google Calendar—I track purchases in there like a total nerd. For example, soda gets restocked every 10 days like clockwork, deodorant every two weeks. Green events mean “budget it,” red events mean “done and dusted.” It’s honestly kinda fun, in a color-coded, “don’t run out of caffeine” way.
After the numbers game, I dropped hubby off for his two-day work stretch. We chatted about him maybe sneaking in an extra day off next week (he deserves it—he’s been pulling six-day weeks forever), plus we need to finally address the whole bald-tire situation. We also got hyped about taking a full day next week to cook and bake in our new kitchen—YES, please.
Back at home, I dove into my printables. What I thought would take me two days only took two hours. Honestly? I impressed myself. I whipped up a whole brand board set—post planner, priority matrix, target audience worksheet, all matchy-matchy with my other planner pages. They turned out so good, and now I can move on to product listings.
Then it was time for me to drag myself to work. I skipped the whole hair and makeup routine because laziness won that round. And that’s where my day wrapped up—lavender fresh, budget balanced, printables designed, and work checked off the list. Not a bad Wednesday at all.