Wild Wednesday

It’s only Wednesday and somehow I feel like I lived three different days in one.

My alarm went off at 5 AM, but instead of starting my morning routine, I started worrying. Evan still hadn’t called for a ride home from work. Parker and I just laid there together watching TV and checking his GPS, wondering what was going on. Finally around 5:45 he called, so I threw on some clothes, went potty, leashed Parker, and we headed out.

Of course, when we got there, the bench Evan always sits on was empty. I called him, and he came walking out from a completely different parking lot. Apparently his morning had been just as eventful as mine.

As soon as he got in the car, he started telling me one of his coworkers had a major panic attack. Since he knows her and we’re familiar with anxiety, he stayed with her while a security guard helped get her safely outside. My momma heart was so full listening to him explain how he helped her through it.

Then he casually says, “I almost had you drive her home.”

Forty minutes away.

I just laughed because younger me absolutely would’ve dropped everything without thinking twice. This version of me? Honestly… I don’t know what I would’ve done. Thankfully we didn’t have to find out because she calmed down enough to drive herself home. Still, it hit me how much Evan has learned just by watching me over the years.

Then I got home…and pottied again.

Seriously, I swear I poop like four times every morning once I start moving around. Thank God I don’t have a man spending the night yet because there is absolutely nothing sexy about disappearing into the bathroom every fifteen minutes before breakfast. 😂 Maybe this lower belly is finally going to catch up with the rest of me because I still can’t believe I have that little V-line now. You know…the one guys are always showing off.

Once my digestive system finally settled down, I got my Glow Getter routine done and thank goodness it was a NAD day. Got my vlog uploaded, ordered new massage sheets, and grabbed extra fitted sheets for Klara since all of her services are fully clothed. It was one of those quiet moments where I realized I’m not just ordering supplies for myself anymore. I’m building something bigger than just me.

After a quick twenty-minute nap, I threw on my workout clothes and rushed out the door for Sculpt Warrior at Life Time. I absolutely love that class. It’s crazy thinking just a few months ago I couldn’t even make it halfway through. Now I’m keeping up, sweating my ass off, and loving every minute of it. Sometimes the biggest wins are the ones you almost forget to celebrate.

After class I booked a couple clients, rewarded myself with a Campfire White Chocolate Mocha from Caribou, and somehow made it to my first special needs client’s house on time. If you know me, you know that deserves its own celebration because life usually has me rolling in five or ten minutes late.

The afternoon was a blur of driving between clients, answering calls from Evan, pulling over to send him information he needed, planning dinner Friday night with my brother from another mother, and getting invited to a holistic healing talk on Monday. My calendar just keeps filling itself these days, and honestly…I’m here for it.

After my second special needs client, I ran home, changed clothes, and headed into the spa.

One of my clients booked a couple appointments with Klara today, and that made me ridiculously happy. Watching her books start filling up is exciting because this is exactly what I’ve been working toward.

Then my next client finally released her hips after all this time. She looked happier than I’ve ever seen her. Moments like that remind me how incredible the body really is. When it finally feels safe enough to let go physically, sometimes it starts letting go emotionally too. Watching people reconnect with themselves never gets old.

My last client and I spent our session dancing with the fairies in the forest. If that sentence makes perfect sense to you, welcome to my world. If it doesn’t…well…that’s okay too.

I came home, ate a couple avocados, crawled into bed to write this, and now I’ll be turning right back around soon to take Evan to work again.

Tomorrow is the Country Booty Cruise concert, and I’m ridiculously excited.

But for now, I’m ending Wild Wednesday feeling grateful.

Grateful for a son with a giant heart.

Grateful for a body that keeps getting stronger.

Grateful for a business that keeps growing.

Grateful that Klara’s journey is taking off.

Grateful that people trust me with their healing.

And maybe…just maybe…grateful that after today my lower belly might finally surrender too. 😂

Life is weird.

But honestly…

I wouldn’t have it any other way.