So, I’ve been messing about with making herbal remedies. I KNOW! I’m a fucking hippy or something. To make it worse the ingredients are infused oils I made myself from plants I grew in the backyard. Not only am I a hippy but I’m a fucking dork as well.
the salve i made last night came out awesome though. I used beeswax, coconut oil and vitamin e oil from the store and dried calendula from the market and the chamomile, comfrey and lavender from my backyard. It smells a little hinky since I used the coconut oil that still smells vaguely of coconut but it still smells yummy. I rubbed it all over jack’s bug bites and other wounds this morning.
Now, I must move on to making lotions. I will get shea butter today and the non-smelly coconut oil.
Last night as I was slaving over a hot stove making totally pointless salves I was wondering, ‘does everyone do this? Like, have 30 million projects all done half-assed and then forgotten about in like 5 minutes?”.
I think I’ve been a little bit insane for the past 5 years. My new theory is that the structure of work kept me in line. For 10 hours a day I was basically forced to be somewhat on task although I was a mediocre employee for a lot of reasons. one of them was that I couldn’t quite feel any enthusiasm for the business and another is that I could never concentrate enough to keep learning all the stuff I needed to learn and that always stressed me out and that combination made me ultra unambitious. But, like every other damn thing in my life, I can coast because I am reasonably smart.
back to lotion…
so, yeah. I’ll waste most of today making lotions when I should be doing other more useful stuff like sewing myself sleazy outfits. I looked around my bathroom this morning and just visible from the toilet were about 6 different lotion-y type things. Some of them EXTREMELY old probably purchased about 5 years ago. MUST.MAKE.LOTION.NOW.
Tomorrow is my birthday! Wheeee!
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