I wake up before my Sleep Cycle alarm goes off. I was hoping to sleep in a little later but I guess 9:39 a.m. is an alright time to wake up on a Sunday.
Okay, I went back to sleep for another 23 minutes, but I’m up now! It takes me a second to realize that I can breathe out of both nostrils. A smol tear drips down the side of my face and I can’t tell whether it’s from happiness or just a morning tear, you know? I’ve been sick the past couple of days, so being able to actually breathe feels incredible. The intercom is ringing but it’s almost always someone asking if we’ve heard the good news, so I don’t bother getting out of bed. I check my Sleep Cycle for last night’s statistics because I love me some juicy data. Eight hours and 56 minutes of sleep and 100% sleep quality!!! Nothin’ like feeling like a winner first thing in the morning.
I finally get out of bed after scrolling through Instagram (terrible habit) and catching up with some friends back home in Singapore. I take a minute to water my plants. We’re all about hydration in this household. Usually I eat the same-ish breakfast every day but today is Sunday and I want to eat something! fun! So I stand in the kitchen aimlessly for a bit trying to think of what to eat but really I am thinking about moth memes.
Ken, my housemate, wakes up. He sees me in my room making my bed and then questions my arctic temperature choices (I sleep with my AC set to 63º).
I decided on an egg on toast! A non-threatening crowd favorite and guaranteed good time, like me! I also steal one of my other housemate’s Nespresso capsules and make myself an iced coffee (iced latte?) because I ran out of coffee beans. Thanks Jooniebug! Ken tells me about his dream which involved us and clown statues in some strange Hogwarts-type building.
Time to get ready for the day! I put on the Spice World album before I proceed to wash my face and do my skincare routine (very important). I’ve just started using the illuminating moisturizer from Tata Harper and I really like it. My routine finishes off with sunscreen because I want to look as youthful as my mother at 56. She says the secret is to use sunscreen every day, so I slather a good amount of it onto my face and neck.
I step outside my building and BOY OH BOY is it a beautiful day. I really should be working on something that I have to submit tomorrow but it can wait. I don’t mind panicking tonight about how I don’t have enough time. I walk to the subway and really take it all in – the smell of trash and everything.
I make it to Dumbo in one piece, but I’m terribly hungry so I pop into a really nice deli. One of those that have so many organic chia pudding pods and non-dairy milk options that you get stressed out and end up sticking to your usual choice. (They don’t have Oatly though.) I stop by the ice cream section and check if they have any Chubby Hubby. It is my favorite Ben and Jerry’s flavor and is as rare as a rare Pokémon gets!!! They don’t have any. I leave empty-handed because there’s a $10 minimum and I only wanted to spend 35 cents on a banana.
I text Ken to see where he is. HE IS KAYAKING (OK???????). I stop by Juice Press and spend my $10 there instead because I am a sucker. This outlet is in an Equinox and there are a lot of sweaty good-looking people here. Me and my almond butter cup smoothie get outta there as quickly as possible.
The main reason I’m in Dumbo is to check out the Brooklyn Flea, although one could argue that it is also partly to observe how many people are taking their own variation of the ~iconic~ bridge photo (you know the one.) Anyway, no time for distractions. The Brooklyn Flea has been on my list to visit for a while but it always seemed to rain whenever I had a Sunday free. NOT TODAY! I spend too much time at things most of my friends tell me are “nonsense” and then have a look at some vintage furniture hoping to find a nice small credenza for our living room. No luck 🙁
I meet up with Ken and we decide to walk across the Brooklyn bridge.
It wasn’t our best idea.
After walking to Everlane and La Colombe and seeing the ridiculously long lines, we decide it isn’t worth it and end up at Tiny’s Giant for some sandwiches instead. We agree that this place is underrated and a cute date spot. I get a tuna melt and all seems right in the world. :’)
We go to a nearby park and watch boys play football (or soccer, I guess). Ken and I pretend to be commentators but really we have no idea what we are talking about! They can’t hear us so it doesn’t matter anyway. It seems like all of them are Australian. One guy keeps falling and being dramatic and we think he’s trying to get some fouls in but the ref isn’t buying it.
We don’t know who won but the game is over so we decide to continue on with our day.
Whole foods is right around the block so we go there to get some ingredients for a very special baked good we are planning to make later that evening. I end up getting three tubs of yogurt, blueberries and bananas too. I saw a picture of someone’s yogurt breakfast on Instagram and I was inspired/influenced. Then we take the subway home.
Sunday is my Laundry Day™ so I put my dirty clothes in my bag and put them in the washing machine across the street before we start baking! It’s too crowded in the morning so I usually wait until later on in the day.
We are a stick short of butter! TRES TRAGIQUÉ!!! We are too committed to making these brownies and the store isn’t too far away so off we go. We buy oatmeal for future breakfasts, because it seems seasonally appropriate.
We’re halfway through our brownie making bonanza and have decided to live stream the rest of the journey. Ken is making a mess but our friends seem to be enjoying our content.
The brownies are in the oven. We’re watching an episode of RU-CAP while we wait.
BROWNIES ARE DONE!!! Another episode of RU-CAP while we wait for them to cool. Every time I say something beginning with “another” I think of the Lady Gaga video where she explains her tour schedule.
After a lot of dilly-dallying, I go and take a shower and complete my night time skincare routine, which is pretty much the same as my day one except a different serum and moisturizer. I realize it’s 11:10 p.m. and haven’t put together the thing I was supposed to be working on today. I panic. But I was expecting this from myself so I only panic a little bit.
I FIND THE BABY!!! A few months ago I started hiding miniature figurines around the apartment for fun. Since my housemates and I are such ~*~tRicKstErs~*~, the baby has become the one that moves between our rooms. The unspoken rule is once you find the baby, it’s your turn to hide it in someone else’s room. I highly recommend starting a baby finding game in your household.
Okay, back to work!
It’s officially Monday but I’ve finally finished what I needed to do. I crawl into bed and build my pillow cave around me, put on Sleep Cycle and fall into a deep slumber.