Oh, hi friends! I am loving the bare minimum right now. Achieving the bare minimum might look like wearing your single pair of non-holey leggings on this Wednesday. Or answering one email three days late. Or glancing at Slack maybe 10, rather than 20, times an hour. It might look like doing a load of laundry so you don’t have to keep counting your clean underwear. Maybe it’s making a hearty lunch then eating Trader Joe’s cat cookies for dinner. (They’re like thin chocolate animal crackers.)
On acing the bare minimum
On acing the bare minimum
On acing the bare minimum
Oh, hi friends! I am loving the bare minimum right now. Achieving the bare minimum might look like wearing your single pair of non-holey leggings on this Wednesday. Or answering one email three days late. Or glancing at Slack maybe 10, rather than 20, times an hour. It might look like doing a load of laundry so you don’t have to keep counting your clean underwear. Maybe it’s making a hearty lunch then eating Trader Joe’s cat cookies for dinner. (They’re like thin chocolate animal crackers.)