Have you ever walked into someone’s bathroom and have had the most severe desire to look in their cabinet mirror or snoop behind their shower curtain and see what kind of shampoo they use? You know what I’m talking about. The struggle is real. Who doesn’t want to know what products your friends or hosts use? How they get their hair so silky and shiny? Sorry, I can’t help you in that department. How about their go to Trader Joe’s red? Now that I can help you with! Or how to zen out when someone is really starting to piss you the f off? I can help you there too. Well folks, today is your lucky day!!!! I’m going to give you a glimpse into my daily, weird little world. Now don’t get too excited people, there is actually nothing too special about my day. Don’t get me wrong, I love my daily routines but homegirl over here isn’t going to wow you with morning rituals that will blow your socks off. Trust me. I guess it’s more or less about dealing with the nomadic lifestyle that is a yoga teacher, wife, caregiver, blogger, bad ass bitch. See I’m nosy like that. I would love to know what ya’ll do when you wake up first thing in the morning. What tea do you drink? Do you chug water first? Do you say, “fuck this”, right away or when the coffee spills? Maybe you throw on your sneakers and hit the pavement for an early morning jog? There are so many ways to start and go through the day! Well, here’s how my day typically begins and ends.
Hit snooze…about twelve times. I used to be the worst at getting up in the morning. It took me sometime, but I have come to terms with getting my ass up early enough to teach yoga as early as 7am, which is a cake walk compared to when I was teaching at 6am. Nope. Gotta draw the line some where.
I’m thankful for…..Everyday I start my day with three things I’m grateful for. It helps put that positive spin to my day as well as soften the blow when things don’t go my way or when I get a little down in the dumps.
Feed my kid. Have you ever been hollered at by a cat? Egon literally yells at us until we put food on his plate. He’s that rude. If this is any indication of how needy a kid is, I can wait.
Time to amp up for a day of yoga! Espresso, turmeric bomb and grapefruit juice. Giddyup! (See, at least I know to feed my pet kid before I feed me. Baby steps.)
News. Check. Social Media. Check. How many likes did I get? Check. Gotta check the vitals.
No matter what….the bed is made. I cannot leave the house with a messy bed or lay clothes for the day on top of one. Our mom always had us make it in the morning, well, except for my brother, she made his for him. Lucky little turd.
To shower or not to shower? That is the question. Depending on what I taught the night before, if I took a steamy shower before bed, I shower or I don’t in the AM. I wash my little face, apply my M61 Vitamin C oil (so freaking awesome!) and then my Ren deep hydrating face lotion. Shampoo or dry shampoo my hair. Moisturize and squirt on some Victoria Secret Vanilla Lace body spray. Put on a spiffy yoga outfit, pack up my bag for the day (essential oils and shit to burn in class) and hop to it!
Toodles husband! I give my forever roommate a kiss goodbye and I hit the road.
Off we go. Turn up the Christmas carols bitches! There’s a lot of driving and parking in my near future.
My Mid Day
Teach a shit ton of yoga. No seriously, a ton. And I wouldn’t change it for the world. After many jobs and many years of not knowing what I wanted to do with my life…I can actually say, I know this is the work for me. Every day is different, but my schedule is set. Some days start at 7am, some at 9:15am. Some end at 1pm, some 8:30pm. It takes some getting used to, but once it’s settled, you sort it out and do everything you need to get done in-between classes.
Meditate or lose it. Unless I’m looking to get into a road rage war, debate politics until my boobs fly off or freak out at terrible customer service, meditation IS my medication. It has truly helped me gain more patience, compassion and love in sometimes what is a very messy world.
Sage the shit out of the house. This is a regular thing I do to clear the house of any energy that needs to be cleared. Whether it’s stagnant energy or bad energy…out the door it goes. Be gone!
Workout or yoga. Or go for a walk. I just do something to make me feel like I did, well, something.
Drink my smoothie. About three times a week I drink my go-to smoothie. A banana, vegan protein powder, two dried mission figs, hemp milk, ice, cinnamon, turmeric and a small scoop of PB. It’s yum and good for you!
The suburbs are calling. Due to my schedule, I have specific days and times when I head out to the burbs to be with my mom. I spend the morning with her and we’ll go for a walk, read, color or just chill. As long as I’m with her, it’s all good.
Nap. I must nap. My job is very physical and sometimes my last class isn’t until 7:30 pm. I know some of you may hate me for saying this and if my future self ever has a baby, I’ll hate me too. But sometimes, when I’m laying in bed in the middle of the day, I think of how happy I am that I don’t have a kid at the moment. I’m a real jerk.
Read. Ever since I was little my dad always said, “read”. So I’m passing his wise words on to you all…read. Now, I wish I could say I take an hour a day to do this every day. Some days yes, but most days, it’s while walking down the hallway to the studio or waiting in line. I get it when I can. At the moment I’m reading The Art of Happiness by His Holiness, The Dalai Lama. It’s the shit.
Clean. That’s my mom in me. Cleaning and talking on the phone. One of her favorite past times passed down to me.
Attack my “to do” list. Let’s be honest, some days I thumb wrestle my list and other days I get after it UFC style. I do what I can given the time I have.
Social life is calling. If we have plans for a date night or a concert with fellow music lovers, I’m usually meeting up straight from work. However, if no plans exist….it goes as follows:
Who’s on dinner duty? This took some sorting out, but depending on the day and our schedule, the husband and I have sorted out a weekly routine to diminish any dinner making anxiety.
Couch potato time. Sometimes after we eat, I don’t leave the couch for hours. I am so on the go all day that once my butt cheeks hit the cushions, I’m stuck. And very happy. Now I don’t completely just sit there. Often I am joined by a glass of red, I go over my schedule and blog. Or we put on a totally weird indie film and veg out. Need a real funky flick? Check out The Invitation. Looking for something a bit depressing, but so good? Meloncholia. Oh, in the mood for a mind bending series that’ll make your butt hurt a little bit? Black Mirror. Always taking recommendations over here too.
Tea time. Before we sleep, we tea. Our go to is a loose German chamomile tea from Mariano’s. You guys, it’s freaking delicious and so relaxing. The price is right too.
Snuggle time with my dudes. Our threesome hits the hay typically later than most folks, but that’s just how we do it. I’m stuck in the middle while Anthony gets the right side and Egon takes up a full third of the bed. He’s adorable, but he’s an asshole.
Well. That’s it in a nutshell. Nothing too unique, but wouldn’t it be interesting to hear what everyone does right when they wake up? Looking back, it was kind of a cool exercise to write out my day and see how I utilize my hours. Give it a shot!
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