Hey y’all! Am I the only one that just blinked and the weekend was over? I’m losing track of this year, mostly because it’s whirling by so quickly I can’t keep up.
I’m too old for keeping up, y’all. Mama’s tired.
Considering the whirlwind that is time passing and, well, honestly, the state of my brain this morning, I have zero inspirational or witty things to say today. But that’s never stopped me from blabbering on, tbh, and who am I to change now?!
Anyway, in light of my colliding brain cells, I thought I’d do a very random list of things that I absolutely cannot go without.
This is completely aside from God, my family, and the blessings He has poured out on me by giving His spirit to me. I’m talking actual helpful things that I carry with me daily, so don’t @ me, ok?
Disposable toilet seat covers, y’all. I’ve mentioned these before, but parenting a toddler who needs to pee every 45 minutes or so has introduced an entirely new level of anxiety into my world. There is nothing quite like the feeling I get when I’m crouched in a filthy public restroom chanting ‘don’t touch anything, don’t touch anything’ to my daughter while she’s pee-pee dancing and I’m trying my best to sanitize the place.
Anxiety is what that feeling is, and it’s a doozy.
I carry these everywhere I go now, and they are life changing. I’ll probably carry them for the rest of my life, honestly, because much like my toddler, I also need to pee every 45 minutes.
I’m the absolute worst about drinking enough water, y’all. Don’t get me wrong – I have an unnecessary amount of water bottles and 3 kinds of water at my house at any given time. But I am terrible about actually using any of that.
I still carry a swanky water bottle with me at all times, I guess in the hope that I’ll become magically committed to my own hydration.
Another one for the neurotics over here. You will never find me without sanitizing spray. I also carry sanitizing wipes and hand sanitizer at all times, but the spray is my favorite. I use it on restaurant tables/chairs before we sit. Toys my kid drops on the ground. Hands. Bathrooms. You name it, and I’ve probably sanitized it.
Not to get all ‘back in my day’ or anything, but back in my childhood, reading was my outlet and escape and amusement and adventure. We didn’t own a television, just the radio, and we lived in the country so even that was spotty at best. When I wasn’t playing outside, I was nose-deep in whatever book I could find. I’m still that way, minus the whole playing outside bit. I rarely have free time, but when I do, my go-to is a good book and maybe a cup of decaf coffee, if I’m feeling extra. These days, I’m more likely to read an ebook than an actual book, but you can bet your sweet bippy that I’m always reading something.
Look, y’all. If the pandemic taught us one thing, it was that none of us were aware of how bad our breath hums after a morning coffee or a lunch break. I’m pretty obsessive about dental health, so you can imagine how appalled I was in my mask, post-coffee, wondering how my colleagues dealt with this funk.
I’m an intermittent faster, so halitosis can be even worse during longer fasts. Hello, pocketpacks. I avoid gums and mints as much as possible, so these are my little heroes, right here.
What say you, friends? Am I a hopeless weirdo (probably) or are these things pretty normal daily carries?