Spa Night?

So Taylor has this gig doing snow removal tonight starting at two a.m.
Supposed to be a ten, twelve hour gig.
So obviously he was gonna need to doze this evening, right?
Right.
So I decided I’d sleep a bit, too, keep myself to his schedule so when he gets home tomorrow we’re not all out of sync and whatnot.

Bah.
I slept.
Now I’m wide awake.
And I also realize I have absolutely nothing to do!
I can’t be cleaning and vacuuming and stomping around up here with neighbors downstairs trying to sleep.

How silly.

I guess I’ll make a fresh pot of joe and take a long, indulgent bath. I rarely get to do that when everyone is home/awake cuz it never fails that they need to come in and poop or pee or talk to me – letting in cold air with every opening of the door and stinking up my steamy room.
So I should take advantage of the fact that I’m awake, Taylor is gone, the kid asleep and it’s night time – my preferred time for baths. (A long, hot, steamy soak just isn’t the same when it’s the middle of the day, yanno? And that’s normally the only time I have to myself)

When I’m done I can goop on some pink saturated conditioner, toss a shower cap over my head and let it sit a bit to touch up the pink without Taylor having to look at me sitting around the house for hours in a shower cap. LOL.
I guess I could use a mud mask and all that good stuff that’s not real attractive to share with a partner, too, eh?
Paint my toe nails.

Make my night one of spa like indulgences.

Hmmm.
That doesn’t sound so bad.

Plus I can turn on some girly show on the tv and not worry about anyone grabbing up the remote! hehe