If I was very rich I would have lots of baths in my house. I would pay somebody to pour baths for me and light candles so that I could wallow, hippopotamus like for hours getting wrinkly without a care in the world.
In the meantime, my luxury bath moment consists of sneaking to the only bathroom in the house whilst the children aren’t looking. First I have to pull out major hair balls from plug hole, then I have to clean the bath before I can get in it – at best there is creamy detritus of some description (shampoo? Hair remover cream? Exfoliator? Unknown substances don’t want to think about?) with bits of hair, at worst there is a full on rugby pitch of mud. I then have to try and climb my way over all 8 nearly finished shampoo bottles from all four corners of bath so that they don’t fall in and float about whilst I’m in the bath. Fleetingly I consider attempting to look for some calming bubble bath but knowing full well there will be none. Candles don’t even get a fleeting thought.
I try reading crumpled “OK” magazine that daughter pretended to buy but didn’t pay me back when she put it in my trolley. The pages are stuck together. I chuck that to one side and then simply attempt to just be for a minute breathing in. In less than a minute I have two of my children standing above me. Must remember to sort lock on door. I cross legs in vague attempt at modesty. They just want to chat. About nothing and laugh at my strawberry shower cap.
There is never a towel when I get out that isn’t already wet and on the floor except crunchy biscuit-like swimming towels.
One day I will maybe get my candles and soft towels, but then, I’ll probably miss the hairballs and the chat.
In fact, I definitely will.
December 12th, 2009 at 2:10 pm
Those towels… this is definitely a teenage thing! One thing I that makes up for the empty space when the kids are not in residence, anyway..
Been catching up on your blog, and I know that 2010 can really only be better..
December 12th, 2009 at 3:18 pm
This is all sounding scarily familiar! (except that we have sorted the door lock, otherwise youngest daughter would never wash!)
It must surely be common to all families? I hope…!
December 12th, 2009 at 4:43 pm
Ha! Great post…
December 13th, 2009 at 9:48 am
That’s why hotels were invented. They come fully equipped with huge baths and bottles of bubble bath, large towels and are incredibly clean.
There again, the last time I stayed in a hotel with baths like that was in 2006 during a conference.
Baths at home are over-rated – think of your water bill.
April 24th, 2010 at 11:02 pm
I find myself coming to your blog more and more often to the point where my visits are almost daily now!