I washed my car. I even sprayed my favourite mist in it.
I mopped all the floors at home – living hall, kitchen, dining hall, 4 bedrooms and the staircase.
I had almost 500 revolutions of hula hooping.
500 rev, got to use rattan!
I washed my bathroom.
I took a long shower, no skin left unscrubbed by my trusted loofah. Not even my face, ouch.
Post-scrubbing, glowing? No?
I lathered myself with lavender bath salts. Wahbing, stung like shit.
I feel awesome.
It’s offical, I’ve snapped out of it. I’m game for a good workout and steambath tomorrow. And *sniggers* maybe Thai Club to wrap up the night. When my nails grow long and strong, I’ll love my life even more!
The loofah has powers us mortals have only begun to grasp.
Just thought I’d share that with you.