Wednesday, 7 January 2015
Little, Yellow, Different, Better*
People seem to love them their baths. I have friends who'll take a bath for hours. Literally hours... refilling the water and just zen-ning out.
I talked to a friend last week who admitted he doesn't really know how but he sometimes falls asleep in the bath. ASLEEP!!!
Apparently, I don't take baths "properly."
See, I don't linger in the bath. Ten, fifteen minutes and I'm good. I'm happy. I've soaked, I'm warm, relaxed, whatever... I don't stay in them all that long.
I'll have a bath that's five minutes long sometimes. I mean, really, it's just not something I want to to for a super long period of time.
I'll shower (because I do not want to sit in a tub of my own dirt water!) and then once I'm clean, I'll start filling the tub. Sometimes I'll add epsom salts if I'm sore, or bath gel stuff if I want to smell nice and then I'll sit. I'll sit and I'll let it fill and I'll lie back and soak and then... well, I'm done. Maybe it's partly the wrinkle factor on toes and fingers, or maybe it's that my body takes to the heat really well and I get to a point of, ok, I don't want to be any warmer... or maybe it's that my mind doesn't settle too much in there because I'm trying not to get my hair wet or drown or it's time to think about dinner or... I don't know, I'm not saying I don't like baths... I do... I just don't ever particularly seem to have very long ones.
And people seem to think I'm kind of weird for that.
* No idea, it just got into my head. Remember the old ad?