So let's do a quick experiment. Okay I want you just to stop. Think

about the night in front of you and be honest, what is

the average evening in your current life? Look like I'll

go first because back when I was

really struggling the old Mel I now realize how much my evening routine was contributing to the fact that I was struggling so much and then I'm going to walk you through the five things that the new, the current Mel Robbins does every single night. Right. So here's what the old Mel's evening routine looked like many years ago, I

would either come home from work

or I would roll down stairs from working on my laptop all day. But I'd crack open a bottle of wine. I'd cook dinner by trying to throw something together, that was in the fridge because I hadn't really planned anything. I'd throw a load of laundry in here and there. And then, you know what I

do? I'd basically slumped down on the couch

and I'd start. And through social media after

dinner and helping the kids. With the homework, you might find the old Mel Robbins just sort of

laying there in the couch with the bottle half drained glass of wine in hand. I got a movie or some series on the television. I got my phone in my hand, i'm zoning out. I'm scrolling along during the commercials, the old Mel Robbins I'd probably turn to Chris complain about my day. Then I'd look over at the kitchen and I'd see that the counters were full of (expletive) from the dinner that we had cooked or from the backpacks that we had emptied, or the laptops that we had put there. The kids homework was typically sprawled out among the island. And I would say to myself this this was the routine of the old Mel Robbins.

I should probably clean that up over

the next commercial break and

I'd say that over and over again. I should probably pack their lunches, I

should probably turn off the TV and read a book. I should probably move the laundry from the washer to the dryer. So it doesn't sit there. Five days and then, get that disgusting damp old towels smell to it. Then I have to rewash it again. I know you do that too and all of

a sudden it would be almost 11:00 before. I knew it, I

would have polished off that bottle of wine. I'd get up and I'd clear off the counters and put most of the dishes into the sink. A few of them into the dishwasher, I do my favorite cleaning trick which is instead of scrubbing and cleaning the pans

that I had cooked in Turin. I just fill them up with

warm soapy water and let them soak because I tell myself it's going to be easier to clean them in the morning if they soak all night. Now, by this point, I'm exhausted, I'm buzzed on the wine. I'm tired from a long day, I kind of resent the fact that I have more to do and it's now 11:15 and I'd start to tell myself. Well, I'll just pack the kids lunches tomorrow, and then I would turn off the light side. Let the dog out. One more time, I'd lock the doors. And I would collapse into

bed with my phone. Now it would take the old Mel Robbins a little time to fall asleep. Why? Because

while I was laying there with Chris sound asleep next to me, I would scroll through my phone, I would check out social media. I'd read the news and eventually I would zone out.

And as I was lying there, I'd

feel kind of annoyed that Chris had gone to bed earlier. He had already drifted off to

sleep and at some point I'd realize, oh my (expletive). It's like

almost 1:00 in the morning.

How did it get? So late? And for all of

my fellow procrastinators out there, you

know, those of us who pulled all-nighters in college,

who thought

tomorrow tomorrow

is a great day to pack the bags to start my workout routine to clean up. The kitchen to set myself up for Success. Tomorrow is the day when the new me. Will emerge for my beauty sleep tonight. I will shake off that hangover from the bottle of wine that I've had. I'll pop a couple Advil and I will make a fresh start. Tomorrow, is the fresh start

that? Well, that was

the old Mel Robbins. I used to have all kinds of stories about myself for. Why it is that, you know, I just couldn't get my act

together, it's just

so hard for me to wind down. After a long work day, I have trouble falling asleep, I need a glass of wine or two or three or For in order to relax and to fall asleep. But, you know, I'm just not a morning person. That's why I can't get up earlier. I don't know why I wake up and I feel anxious and slightly hungover, but,

you know, I'm just not the kind of

person that ever just brings out of bed and I got so much work that I just want to relax at night. What's the big deal? And the problem with this is that my nights did not set me up to have a relaxing morning.