While we have three bathrooms in our house, in reality we
only have one full bath, one with a shower/bathtub. This is not much of a problem, but has again
surfaced one of the better parts of “empty nest” syndrome.
Over the years we have adjusted to our unique ways of being,
and my wife and I shower in the morning and the girls usually shower at night.
It all works and so with the girls gone it is fine as our schedules mesh so
that we are not in each other’s way. The problem was, my youngest daughter
would sometimes take a luxurious bath. She would often spend evening hours in
the tub, with an assortment of potions and lotions, beyond my expectation and pocket
book.
After these events, she would go to sleep, and in the
morning I was the first one in the shower. Even after her meticulous cleaning
up, she would leave a thin layer of smooth sweet oil on the surface of the tub,
beyond the capabilities of any cleaners, which would make the surface of the
tub similar to a hockey rink!
There are no such things as shower blades for your feet, and
a simple step into the tub could send one flying with legs akimbo, into the
waiting vessel. The only thing to grab was the shower curtain or shower bar
which is not really attached, but spring held so it covered your nakedness when
you hit the ground and screamed, and people came running.
There is some good in this empty nest; I no longer approach
the shower with morning trepidation. It will be the normal smooth surface, with
no chance of morning collapse. A hot shower awaits……
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