I try to romanticize my mornings on the weekends as much as possible to make up for it. I’m more able to just take my time and wake up when I’m good and ready, so a lot of my romanticizing happens on the weekends. I try to start my mornings slow and easy, and I try not to pick up my phone first thing. I’ve found that if I pick up my phone and scroll too early in the day, I’m more tired and in more of a sour mood from then on. I start worrying about just . . . well . . . everything. The world has a chance to creep in, and I stop feeling like the main character in a fairytale almost immediately.

In the spirit of that, here are the whimsical ways I try to romanticize my morning to maximize the feeling of living and breathing in my own little fairytale ~ 💗

It was dark when I woke up this morning, and outside the windows of the cottage I could hear the low rumbling of thunder in the distance ☂️.