Slippage, Coloring Books & Stop Signs

So the last couple days started out pretty normal. The Glow Getter routine, the morning vlog, and y’all know my son has been working overnights. That means it’s usually after midnight before I get to sleep, and then he calls me to pick him up anywhere between 2:45 and 5:30 in the morning. 

Dropped a new memoir story!!

This momma gets broken-up sleep and still crushes everything.

Honestly, I have never been so healed in my life. Not because life is perfect, but because I’m attracting the coolest people, the coolest situations, and the freaking humor that comes from just being authentically yourself. Not shrinking. Not hiding. Just truly standing in who you are and being happy with it.

It’s weird because everything around you starts responding differently too. I have more connections in the last few months than I’ve had in my entire life. Genuine connections. Real connections. Supportive connections. Emotional connections. Whatever you want to call them, they are real, and it is one of the coolest feelings in the world.

Oh, and apparently the universe has jokes too because at 5 o’clock this morning I literally pulled out right in front of a friend. Out of all the roads, all the times, and all the possibilities, there they were. At this point it feels like the universe is just laughing and saying, “Ha ha, you can’t miss Lynette.”

Now let’s talk about yesterday.

Everything was completely normal until my last client.

I’m massaging this client, my arm slips, I accidentally squish them in the ear, and I blurt out, “Damn the slippage.”

That was it.

Game over.

I started laughing.

The client started laughing.

And I am still laughing about it today.

Meanwhile, my client is laughing too and finally says, “Only with you, Lynette. Only with you.”

Then today rolled around and I went to barre class.

Y’all, I could barely keep up.

For those who don’t know, I had a hysterectomy, but I still have my ovaries. So when an egg gets released, I know it. I get bloated, I get tired, I eat everything in sight for a few days, and suddenly workouts feel way harder than they should.

So if I looked a little dramatic in class today, now you know why.

Somewhere in the middle of all this, I met an absolutely beautiful woman who created her own coloring books. Not beautiful because of how she looks, but beautiful because of who she is. You know when you meet someone and immediately know they are good people? That kind of beautiful.

I honestly can’t wait to see where the connection goes, and if you want to check out her coloring books, here’s the link

Then I ran into someone from my apartment building.

This woman looks at me and basically tells me I’m withering away, look like a goddess doing it, and that my booty looks amazing.

And honestly, I love that stuff.

There is something so empowering about women supporting women. It wasn’t jealousy. It wasn’t comparison. It was just one woman genuinely cheering on another woman, and I love that.

Then I came home to Parker, who apparently decided my ponytail holder was food and was doing everything possible to get my attention.

And now I’m sitting here writing this, still laughing about slippage, still laughing about a conversation that ended with a stop sign GIF 🛑

and wondering how all of this somehow fit into the same couple of days.

And I’m here for all of it.

I truly absolutely am loving my life these days.

I didn’t think I would ever get here, but I’m finally arriving.

And I am beyond grateful for all of it.

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