Sometimes, I play a fun, yet torturous game with myself. It's called "Olivia Can Adult (Yay)." Sometimes, I like to pretend that I've got it all together (this really only happens when I do the dishes).
Other times, I totally know that I've tried, but that's all I can be proud about. And that's okay!
And what do I do?
Why of COURSE I scroll through Instagram feeds for no reason at all!
And before I know it, it's 12am, and I'm already feeling tired for my work day because I just know it's going to be a three-cups-of-coffee kind of day.
It's just much nicer to lay in bed and rest your eyes until you're emotionally and mentally ready to move your muscles and bones.
