Let’s talk about trusts.
I have my morning routine down. The alarm goes off, I jump in the shower, and immediately throw on my robe and put my hair in a towel.
This is followed by a race to the kitchen to grab a cup of coffee. I carefully walk upstairs, making sure not to spill a drop of my much-needed caffeine. Then the task of finding something to wear begins. I usually stand in the middle of my closet, sipping my coffee and trying to narrow down my options.
I relish this moment. The moment I get to myself. With my coffee, standing in my closet, before my kids wake up. A moment that is just about me. These moments are very rare. It is in those moments that I plan my day.
Once my day is planned, I can carefully select the outfit that matches my day. If I don’t take this moment, I usually end up emptying the contents of my closet onto my bed scrambling for anything that is clean and fits. I need my moment with my coffee, standing in my closet, planning, or I’m a mess.