The plan was to do my whole tan thing after my shower while I get caught up on Yellowjackets.

I managed to get my bra and panties on but plopped on the bed instead, pausing the show so I can hear myself think for a few minutes.

Now the bed won’t let me go and the gentle hum of my air purifier is playing the lullaby I didn’t know I needed.

…nvm. There’s a dog whining at my door because she knows momma is having a moment to herself. She is such a spoiled toddler 🙄 (but also 🥰 for the moment I had.)


Now look away as I roll myself off the bed as sexily as possible without making too loud of a thud.