Stuck in my PJs with a Sprout on my Head
It’s only 7:15 pm, but I’ve already hung the Do Not Disturb Sign on the bedroom door, lit the scented candle, and slipped into something more comfortable. Not a negligée, of course, but some loose PJ pants, an oversized men’s t-shirt, and absolutely no bra. The goal is comfort, not attractiveness, although I do make sure I don’t have food on my face before clicking “Join with Video” on my laptop screen. Continue reading “Stuck in my PJs with a Sprout on my Head”
