Some people live alone.
Other people don’t.
And for the first time since before Lincoln was born I spent a night alone in my house.
First, I ate the fast food that I picked up because I didn’t want to spend that precious personal time cooking. Then, I took a cat nap. I did some light straightening, and watched some Netflix. Then, I turned on a podcast and cut out some dresses.
Finally, I made some bath bombs.
All of the bath bombs. I have every intent to take this evening of relaxation into the future. Via all of these bath bombs.