Alright, so today I tried out Monica Brazil’s lifestyle tips everyone’s buzzing about. Grabbed my notebook first thing in the morning, flipped to a blank page, and scribbled “MONICA BRAZIL MODE ACTIVATE” like a total dork. Started with her morning routine hack – no phone for first 30 minutes after waking. Damn that was hard. Woke up, instinctively reached for my phone, then slammed my hand down like it was on fire. Just sat there staring at the wall feeling naked.
What Actually Went Down
Made her weird lemon-ginger-cayenne water. Chugged it while doing the dumbest dance in my kitchen because Monica says “move your body stupidly before breakfast.” My cat looked horrified. Then tried her journaling trick: wrote three things I’d do if nobody could judge me. Wrote “quit job, raise alpacas, wear pajamas to bank.” Felt surprisingly freeing.
Her big productivity tip? Work in 22-minute chunks with 8-minute breaks. Set my timer like she said. First chunk: cleaned my disaster desk. Break time: literally just stood by the window watching pigeons fight. Felt ridiculous but finished three chunks without burning out – miracle.
Inspiration Part Was Messy
Monica’s “inspiration scavenger hunt” sounded cute. Walk outside, find: something beautiful, something weird, something that smells good. Found:
- Beautiful: old dude feeding squirrels with tiny hats (real)
- Weird: gnome statue in someone’s trash
- Smelled good: neighbor’s illegal BBQ at 10am
Took photos like she suggested. Now my phone’s full of squirrel propaganda.
Tried her “cook one Brazilian recipe” advice. Made pão de queijo. Cheese bread disaster. First batch: charcoal briquettes. Second batch: molten cheese lava. Third batch: edible! Ate six. No regrets.
What Actually Stuck
Her “hard stop at sunset” rule saved me. When the sky turned orange, shut my laptop mid-email. Sat on the porch just existing. Felt weird not to doomscroll. Realized I hadn’t heard birds in months. They’re loud as hell at dusk, who knew?
Biggest takeaway? Monica’s not about perfect routines. It’s about doing stupid little things that jolt you awake. My desk’s clean, my phone has squirrel evidence, and I now know cheese bread requires witchcraft. Would try again tomorrow but honestly might just watch pigeons instead.
