Lit a Mahogany Teakwood candle.
Ran warm bath water and added Vanilla Verbena Stress Relief bath salt.
Set up my sound system in the bathroom and hooked up my early jazz Pandora station.
Grabbed all my super nice lotion.
Turned on a small floor fan.
Shut the lights out.
Have a face mask all ready.
Gonna paint my toe and finger nails.
It’s spa time motha fuckas.
I kinda wanna do Topless Tuesday but I dunno.
I reaaaaally wanna do something artsy, especially drawing/painting.
But I suck.
The struggle is so real.
Just had the cutest, best idea ever.
Jesus fucking christ.
My dad just found a three inch ant in the bathroom.
Fuck me sideways.
But, like, seriously.
In bed with my cat and old jazz records.
Someone come cuddle.
Hmm. I think my babe is asleep. I should probably go to bed too.
Today I channelled my inner Monroe.
Not sure if more romantically or sexually frustrated.
Bed, wine, early jazz.
Life is good.