The Comfort That Hits After Clocking Out
If you’ve ever had a long day at work followed by traffic that makes you question all your life decisions this one’s for you.
Let me paint the picture: I work a 9–5, and my commute isn’t your regular drive. We’re talking 1.5 to 2 hours every day, back and forth. By the time I get home, I’ve already had a full emotional journey one that includes a little road rage, a few deep sighs, and me convincing myself that I don’t need to move to a new state… yet.
But the moment I walk through that door? Everything changes.
There’s this instant weight that lifts off my shoulders. I kick off my shoes, toss my bag somewhere it doesn’t belong, and tell Alexa to play my “early 2000s R&B” playlist and it’s up from there.
When Tamia and Fabolous start singing “I really like what you’ve done to me…” it’s like my whole body exhales. I light a Target candle (because those will forever be elite), and I just lay there no expectations, no pressure to cook, no need to rush into anything. Just me, the music, the candlelight, and the peace that comes from not having to do a thing but be.
That, to me, is comfort.
Not a fancy spa day. Not a luxury purchase. Just being home, safe, and still after doing what needed to be done.
It’s the little rituals that make the chaos of the day fade away the smell of the candle, the hum of my playlist, and the simple reminder that I made it through another day.
And honestly? That’s enough.
What’s the first thing you do when you get home from work?
Is it the shower, the snack, the silence, or the scroll? Drop your answer below we all have our version of “finally home.”
