Time to get serious and bring out the heavy artillery, the industrial-strength cleaners. Weed-wackers, START YOUR ENGINES!
It's going to take skill, patience, persistence and determination of steel...even a little muscle.
Oh, I'm not talking about my house or garden. (Although they do need work) No, I'm talking about...
During my first pregnancy I asked all my mommy friends (or any pregnant woman passing) to give me the low-down, the nitty-gritty, all the gory details of both the birthing experience and motherhood. I learned about possible tearing and hemorrhoids, engorged boobies and the like. So how come no one told me that it would take super-human strength to take a shower? Okay, so I exaggerate a little. But I used to shower EVERY DAY! I guess I could work harder at making this happen, but frankly there are days that it just seems like more work and I have enough to do (including now writing this blog).
Now you're probably thinking..."Ewww", but I do the basics. I don't stink. It's the maintenance...it's the "weed-wacking", the fine-tuning.
So I went in the bathroom, locked the door...and took some "me" time.
|Kind of hard to look sexy with this on your face.|
|First painted toes of the year.|
When's the last time you took a little "me" time?