Friday, May 25, 2007

Speaking of Bathrooms

My blogging friend, Joy, over at The Joy of Six, had an interesting post, He’s in the ”Library” … Again, about time spent in the bathroom. While reading her words, I immediately became lost in memories of blissful hours spent in bubble baths and Calgon moisturizing beads.

I haven’t had a really nice, long soak for quite a while. One of the reasons is that my bathtub is only fourteen inches deep and a little over four feet long. I need longer and deeper. There also seems to be some sort of additional person attached to my body who has added way too many pounds. This poundage person has swelled my middle, hips and butt to an impressive expanse making it hard for me to get into and out of the tub. (Age has nothing to do with it so just be quiet.)

Getting in the tub is a real challenge. Before the poundage attachment, I would just hop in and sit down in a small sea of bubbles. Now I find that it’s more like launching a ship and there comes a point of no return as gravity takes over and the heaviest part of me aims for the lowest part of the tub. I learned, before giving up on baths altogether, not to fill the tub before getting in so I didn't create a lavender-scented mini-tsunami as the wake of my descent washed over the side and swirled around the tile floor.

Getting out of the tub required gymnastics and prayer. “Please God, let me haul out safely and I swear I will never feed this attached person another cookie.”

I have my fingers crossed that one day I will win one of those nifty “walk in” tubs and my desire to enjoy languid soaks will become a reality. Now if I can just convince this lumpy person to leave. Humm. Maybe I can just lure it off with a some Hershey's Kisses.

© Copyright 2007 Suzzwords

6 comments:

  1. And it's about time you posted again too!!! what a blessing a walk in tub would be for all of the reasons you listed AND because we are gettin' old.

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  2. p. mona8:48 AM

    When I was younger I longed for that "end of the day" soothing soak in a warm bubble bath. Alas, my children were small and eventually found me (behind the closed door.) Then there were four of us in the "rub-a-dub" tub. Now they are grown, I have a large summer tub all to myself. It's a little scarey to get in and out, so seldom ever use it. My cats always sit on the side and watch me. Are they life guards trying to tell me something?

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  3. I seem to have an attached person to contend with too Susan...and one that's not too fond of those long, leisurely baths. She's the one who drove me to taking showers instead. Apparently she was sick of worrying whether WE'D get out of the tub alive or not.

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  4. Whenever that thought of a wonderfully relaxing soak in the tub comes to mind, I immediately dismiss it -- I am POSITIVE I couldn't get up and out if I ever got down and in!

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  5. I gave up on my "soaking tub many months ago. It is nice and deep and when I was brave enough to try it I really enjoyed the soak and relaxing but then there was the problem of hoisting myself out without falling back in. I used to leave all the water in the tub for extra buoyancy but I got too chicken to continue. So now I simply shower.

    I had to laugh and say to myself "don't we all" when I read your wish.

    "I need longer and deeper."

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  6. My old apartment had a big, deep tub that was perfect for candlelight and a longgggggggggg soak with Warm Vanilla Sugar bubble bath. After a soak like that, the knots come out & you feel young again. God, how I miss it.

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