Laundry, Leftovers, and Low Energy
Some days, self-care looks like a face mask and a walk in the park.
Other days, it looks like reheating the same leftovers for the third time and finally folding that pile of laundry that’s been silently judging you from the corner of the room.
This one’s for the second kind of day.
The Myth of the “Productive” Life
We live in a world that worships hustle. If you’re not building a brand, running a side hustle, or meal-prepping for the week by 9 a.m. on Sunday, are you even trying?
But here’s the truth: sometimes, the most radical thing you can do is… nothing impressive.
Sometimes, peace looks like a clean pair of socks and a microwave dinner that didn’t explode.
Laundry as a Love Language
I used to hate laundry. Still kind of do. But there’s something oddly comforting about it now. It’s repetitive. Predictable. You know what to expect. Wash, dry, fold, repeat. In a world that feels like it’s constantly shifting, laundry is a small, steady ritual.
And let’s be honest folding clothes while watching TV in your comfiest pajamas? That’s a vibe.
Leftovers Are a Gift from Past You
There’s a special kind of joy in opening the fridge and realizing you don’t have to cook. That leftover pasta? That’s love. That’s survival. That’s one less decision you have to make today.
We don’t give enough credit to the quiet genius of making enough food for two nights. Past You deserves a thank you note.
Low Energy Doesn’t Mean Low Value
There are days when you’re just… tired. Not the kind of tired a nap can fix. The kind that lives in your bones. And on those days, doing the bare minimum is more than enough.
You don’t have to earn rest. You don’t have to justify your exhaustion. You’re allowed to be tired and still be doing your best.
Finding Peace in the Ordinary
Peace doesn’t always come from big, dramatic changes. Sometimes it comes from:
A warm towel fresh out of the dryer.
A playlist that hits just right while you clean the kitchen.
A hug that lasts a little longer than usual.
A moment of stillness between one task and the next.
These aren’t Instagrammable moments. But they’re real. And they matter.
You’re Not Lazy You’re Simply Human
Let’s retire the idea that rest is laziness. That leftovers are failure. That laundry is a chore instead of a quiet act of care.
You’re not falling behind. You’re living. And sometimes, living looks like eating cold pizza on the couch while your dog snores at your feet.
So Here’s to the Ordinary
To the people who are doing their best with what they’ve got. To the ones who find beauty in the boring. To the ones who are tired, but still trying.
You don’t need a five step morning routine or a productivity app to be worthy.
Sometimes, peace is a folded t-shirt and a fridge that isn’t empty.
And that’s enough.
What’s one ordinary thing that brought you peace this week? Drop it in the comments or share it with someone who needs a reminder that the little things matter.
