I am seldom happier than when I am submerged in warm, warm water. Huge bathtubs, steaming jacuzzis, hot springs all make my body and soul go “aaaahhhhh.” The tub may be the only place I know how to really, really relax, in truth. Despite my guilt over the volume of water I’m using in doing so, I’m taking nightly salt baths to help detox my body, relax some of the stress and take time for Not Doing Anything Else (except reading.) Having Enforced Relaxation time is exactly what I need right now.
Sadly, the only tub we have in the house is pretty small, and I am pretty not small. While I fantasize about this:
I am stuck with this:
Alas, poor moi. I’m grateful to have a tub at all, though, because there have been houses and apartments which only had the despicable shower stalls. Perhaps someday, amongst the many ambitious projects Mike Neir and I dream about for the house (bigger garage with wood-working area, building a room over said garage, building a chicken coop, rewiring an awesome audio/video system throughout the entire house, et cetera,) we may have to add in turning our two upstairs bathrooms into one big one (or perhaps annexing a closet on either side,) because there is simply no room for a larger tub in my bathroom. Again, Poor Moi!
While I’d love a jacuzzi on the deck, I’m not sure I could justify the expense, carbon footprint and extra work to maintain it. I do miss having one, though… the last place I lived in Washington, my house was on top of a hill, and the neighbors/landlords had one on their deck which overlooked the valley below. I spent many an hour in that hot tub, especially in winter.
I’m about two-thirds of the way through On Writing, and last night started The Help in bed, too. I have four books going currently, just like the old days, and it feels great. I’m breaking my TV/internet addiction! Ok, you’d never know it by how often I post here, but honestly. It’s true.
On a related note, I’m not sure how well the oil cleansing/coconut oil face cream thing is going. I shouldn’t have started them both at the same time, because I can’t tell which may be affecting things. Thus, I’m going back to soap for my face (since that was working smashingly well) and will just try the cream in addition for the drier spots for now.
The jury is still out on the shampoo bar – the patchouli smell is overpowering. While I neither like nor dislike patchouli especially, it would have to be laden with a scent I really liked for me to enjoy it in this concentration. Also, the flakes are back only minutes after getting out of the shower and drying off. Feh! I may try a direct coconut oil soak on my scalp. I may try shaving my head. I may try moving to Mars – I’m open to possibilities, one could say.
So on that note, bathtime.
I’d love to hear your preferred methods of relaxation – I’m guessing “sewing” and “knitting” for some of you. 🙂