Journal



#1,734 The Bedtime Routine.

This is probably silly—but I love my bedtime routine. I look forward to it all day. There’s not much about my life that’s very routine until the rest of the city is sleeping and I’m just starting the process of turning off my non-stop brain and just being at HOME. There’s a great comfort in sharing a home with someone who knows your routines and helps you with them every single night. It begins with Ben running a bath for me, and tonight it included some brand new bath goodies (and my old fall favorite—Spiced Apple Rapture):

After a good apricot scrubbing, I put on my favorite Garnier moisturizer (which is now sadly discontinued) while Ben takes his shower that makes the house smell like his spicy, wonderful C.O. Bigelow shower gel:

I take out my contacts and brush my teeth (Aquafresh only!):

Then a little dab of Midnight Recovery around my eyes (it’s never too early!):

Then my pajamas—a stolen t-shirt from Ben’s closet:

Then the blog. Good, bad, ugly or fantastic—I have to write down my favorite thing about the day:

Then to bed. Which two nights a week, means freshly washed bed linens that smell like Gain and feel so cold, crisp, and smooth—I struggle to stay awake to read the moment I cover up:

 

I tuck my baby blanket under my left arm:

I put on my Tutti Dolci sugar wafer lip gloss (I’ve still got my stash left from 2004). I read Streams in the Desert no matter what, and the Bible verses that go with each devotion, and I try my best to read a little junk before I fall asleep, too:

But Ben only makes it through about 2 pages a night. It takes him a very long time to finish a book:

Good night, sweet readers. I wish freshly laundered sheets and sweet dreams for all of you.