I find the smell of peppermint oil calming.
Yesterday, the smell of an everything bagel that was zipped inside a sandwich bag on my desk just about did me in. In a bad way. Or is being done in only ever a bad thing?
Maybe this is TMI, but I will now tell you that I have learned that I need to wear deodorant while I’m pregnant. What, you say. You don’t wear deodorant anyway? No. I don’t. I either hardly ever really sweat or hardly ever smell when I do.
The same is not true when I’m pregnant. I either sweat more and move past some imaginary line that means I will smell or I sweat the same amount as ever but now it smells.
Anyway. I need to get in the habit of wearing deodorant.
I’m getting an aromatherapy pedicure tomorrow. Looking forward to what that’s going to smell like. I hope.