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I headed to the bathroom where I flossed my teeth, brushed my teeth, gargled with mouth wash, washed my face, exfoliated my face, toned my face, moisturised my face and Moroccan oiled my hair.
Upon leaving the bathroom, I did the stretches assigned to me by my Osteopath to help my back and dodgy hip.
When I climbed into bed, I did the meditation assigned to me by my psychiatrist.
Now time is pushing 10pm and no doubt I have forgotten to do something as per usual.
Seriously, nearly an hour of night-time ritual and sadly it doesn't show.
Finally I fall asleep.
Little Mr 0 wakes me from slumber at 5.45am because this is a reasonable time to start the day.....and my morning ritual, which is longer and more laborious and involves two young children.
During the day there is the attempt to exercise for 30 minutes, drink two litres of water, eat five small nutritious meals that include the right amount of fats, vegetables and carbs.....and all of a sudden it is time for the night ritual all over again.