It's been one of those days. Everywhere I turned, someone wanted me.
"Mom! Can I play games on the computer?"
"Mom? What is for after-school snack?"
"Mom? Angel is in the street again."
"Mom! Log me on!"
"Mom! I'm hungry!"
"Moooooooommmmmm <sniffle> heeeee hit meeeee!"
"Mom? What's for dinner?"
"Mom? Oh wait. When will Dad get home?"
"Mom! I'm hungry!"
Mind you, I like being wanted. I think everyone wants to know that they are important. But when my services are so insistently demanded, I get a little worn out. It's kind of like this old Calgon commercial. Watch this - I love it!
So when life gets rough, just get in your giant sunken bathtub with some bath salts or bubbles or magic potion and it will transport your exhausted, naked body to the top of an ancient Grecian temple, There, the blue skies and fluffy clouds and amazing vistas will instantly melt away all your troubles. Prerequisites include flawlessly shaved legs (no shaving in a Calgon bath), hair done up in a romantic chignon, and a vase (pronounced vahz) full of fragrant flowers.
Sounds like a good plan to me! So as soon as the kids were all tucked in bed, lights turned out, teeth brushed, stories read, prayers said, I headed off for the bath. Yes, it went in that order.
I grabbed my new romance book and found a decorative bottle of lavender bath oil with random baby flowers floating around in it. I pulled out a freshly laundered fluffy white bath towel. I even got out a tin of chocolate and mint bath scrub, but it had gone rancid so I put it back.
Looking around, I snuck off into the bathroom. Can't have anyone know I'm there, or the bathroom door banging would never stop. I quietly opened the door, flipped on the light, and... Calgon! It's my Grecian tub, just waiting for me!
Some imagination required. My mother had a thing with duckies. Cute, no?