I’m resetting my perspective of time.

I remember working my first job post-college graduation when I would take spa weekends away with friends. Able to relax (from what?), unwind (again, from what?) and reminisce about when our only responsibilities were showing up on time to class (for the exams).

Fast-forward, there’s a husband, two kids, a part-time job and suddenly a (sometimes daily) shower is the closest thing I’ll get to an actual spa treatment. And if you want to add that that crazy extra step and use conditioner, well, then, you’d better be quite fast when lathering up the soap and shampoo.