Everyone’s got their very own ‘relax ritual’, right? And strangely and quite by accident, mine was ‘discovered’ one time when I had no where to sit to read a book.
Do not underestimate the power of this little piece of foldable mattress because as far as relaxing is concerned, this is my palace…small as it may be. I could do a whole self foot reflexology here. I could file my nails or dream of caressing the bulging muscles of the hot bod of male model too. Piled with pillows and a soft (cheap) blanket I got from TESCO or something, I have everything I need to the side of this little corner, hidden behind the door. Perhaps because it’s hidden behind the door that sort of gives it the ‘I am out of the busy zone’ feeling. To my left, I have my bookshelves where all my favorite and yet-to-be-read books are. My DVDs are all there too together with my ‘yuck-yuck files’ (read: bills and statements). More importantly, to my right, there are piles of stuff that I could grab off the hook. For instance, my lotions and creams, my aromatherapy oil, that wood thing that I would use to massage knotted muscles and my knitting and crocheting bag. I could just switch on what I call my ‘goodnight music’ and then go sit in the corner, pick a book to read, sipping either Mr. Absolut or green tea (depends on my mood). I wouldn’t dream of nodding off without soaking myself to the bone with lotion from every imaginable manufacturer on the planet. From the el-cheapo GUARDIAN brand to BodyShop to Origins. Also, this depends on my mood which one I prefer at that moment. Believe me, when I finally am ready to go to bed, I smell like the insides of a perfume bottle! But that's maybe why my kids fight to sleep where I sleep because it smells wonderful. Hah! The room temperature is set to 20 degrees and I switch on one of my floor lamps and off the rest of the lights and the mood is just ready for slumber.
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