post-yoga dilemma

my hair got cute and curly after all the sweat dried, so i don’t want to take a shower.

i stink, so i really should take a shower.

tomorrow morning i will likely prefer an extra measure of sleep to showering, so i may solve this conundrum with perfume and a few washcloth swipes through my armpits and crotch.

i wish i had a bidet.

back at my usual coffee shop enjoying a lovely afternoon breeze on the patio. my back and neck feel better after the crack-a-lacka-lacka at the chiropractor. working on being less judgmental by extending loving and kind thoughts to other patrons who may or may not be annoying me.

back at my usual coffee shop enjoying a lovely afternoon breeze on the patio. my back and neck feel better after the crack-a-lacka-lacka at the chiropractor. working on being less judgmental by extending loving and kind thoughts to other patrons who may or may not be annoying me.

still fucking monday. i have to go get some dulcolax at the 24 hour pharmacy and take it to work. a client is having a colonoscopy in the morning. my afternoon staff couldn’t find the dulcolax so they just didn’t give it to him. the nurse said he really does need it. so here i am going to work at 10:45 p.m.  god damn it. fuck a monday.

still fucking monday. i have to go get some dulcolax at the 24 hour pharmacy and take it to work. a client is having a colonoscopy in the morning. my afternoon staff couldn’t find the dulcolax so they just didn’t give it to him. the nurse said he really does need it. so here i am going to work at 10:45 p.m. god damn it. fuck a monday.