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The original was posted on /r/twoxchromosomes by /u/No-Mathematician6635 on 2023-09-06 06:41:03.
My housemate/husband is out for the week. I had a long week, therapy, work, by the time my first day off came, all I did was stupid laundry, errands, running around trying to fix the mess I made during the week I was exhausted.
Usually my next day off, which is a few days after, I do about the same. Clean. Grocery shop. Doctors appointments, admin, more work to “catch up”
Not today. House to myself, I thought, fuck it. I’m having a FULL self care day.
Slept in. Booked a rubbish removal for some dudes to come take my old fishtank that bust, instead of driving it out to the dump. Paid online. Stayed in my pajamas until noon. My yard looks great, they swept and tidied up, too.
Put on a hair mask and a mud mask for like 2 hours while I put on House season 1 for the first time in like 6 years.
Had a LONG steamy shower. Used the nice body wash I “save” for some imaginary “special occassion”. Used a body scrub, the Banana Coconut expensive shampoo & conditioner.
Whitened my teeth. Put on a “special occassion” dress I haven’t worn. Because why not. Put on the matching lotion to said “special” body wash. Intensive moisturizing mask. More binge watching House with my dog, snoring at my feet, wrapped in a blanket my grandma knitted. She would scoff that I never use it, and say “I made it to be loved!” But I always use a cheap one, to avoid “wear and tear”
Had a couple glasses of wine. The good stuff, dusty, saved for guests. Guess what? Those guests have never come, and let’s be real, it was like 60 bucks. It can be replaced to gather dust again next payday or two.
Cooked the salmon I’d been saving in the freezer, with cheesy mashed potatoes and some fresh veggies. “Ahh the fat! The calories!!” I’m not a diabetic. Some cheesy mashed potatoes are not gonna kill me. It’ll just make me feel warm, and safe tonight.
More binging House. More doggy snuggles. Oh wow, the super high calorie but absolutely decadent chocolate I never let myself open, let’s open it.
Light the “nice” candle. It’s gorgeous. Turn off the lights. Put on some sexy lingerie. Nobody is here to see it, but I am. And I love it. And never wear it because I’m insecure about it. But it makes me feel fancy, just as everything else today has.
Tell myself life is short and I deserve to love myself, treat myself like the woman I love most in my life. If that woman were alive today, I’d do all this with her. But she isn’t. So I’m just pretending she is.
She would be proud of me. I feel like a new woman. A woman who loves herself.
After one, “lazy” self care day.
But self care can be the hardest to give yourself.
Care for yourself today.
I’ve never felt better than I do writing this, about to drift off to sleep.