Here’s what you do, when you’re feeling a little run down and life doesn’t seem to want to let you take a breather. Doing all of the following at once is best, but any of them alone work well, too:
Put on your husband’s shirt. It’s soft, and smells like him.
Pour some hot coffee.
Put on your current favorite song, as loud as your neighbors will allow.
If you can avoid burning yourself (maybe put the coffee down), dance.
You’ll feel better instantly, I promise.
When Anthony was gone a few weekends ago I wore his shirts everyday. It definitely helped.
I’m a firm believer in the redemptive power wearing others’ clothes and listening to good music.
Where can I get a suitable shirt if I don’t have a husband? I might get funny looks if I wear my wife’s shirt.
You can wear your shirt after I wear it.