Wet and Wild
Some people think baths are yucky. These are the “You’re soaking in your own filth” crowd. But I’m definitely in the liquid relaxation line, beginning almost every morning with a steaming hot bath. I don’t have to worry about falling down while shaving my legs, and I’ve got one of those removable showerheads so I can wash and rinse my hair. I’ve lived in houses with tubs only and houses with showers only. If I had to make a choice, I’d take the house with the tub every time.
Now I know you’re asking yourself, “Why the hell is Maggie talking about her personal hygiene routine?” It’s simple. I finished Mistress by Marriage on Thursday. And what did I want to do to celebrate? Drink champagne? Eat a pound of chocolate? Nope, I wanted to take another bath, even though it had been only three hours since I took the last one. So I talked myself out of it, because I hadn’t done anything to get myself dirty except touch a keyboard and my skin is still kind of dry from the longest winter ever. But now you know my mad method of having fun. I am one wild woman.
What do you do when you finish a big project? Do you prefer to shower or bathe?
There must be quite a few things that a hot bath won’t cure, but I don’t know many of them. ~Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar (uh, perhaps not the best bath advocate out there)