bath


Recently I was shopping with some friends and we stopped in a Lush store. I’d never been in this particular store before, I had a lot of fun sniffing the brightly-colored products. The salesgirl gave us an awesome salt scrub on our hands, and I was feeling quite groovy-relaxed. One of my friends asked if now that I was working, if I was indulging in myself more often and buying beauty products like creams and lotions and soaps.

It’s true that now I do have a bit more financial freedom (despite most of that extra money going for sick cats and grad-school tuition!). But…I think because of having a family for so many years, and having pinched pennies for years and years and years….buying sensuous bath soaps really isn’t on my radar. Right now I’m thinking about retirement planning and my kids’ college tuition and that newish car that I’ve really gotta buy sooner rather than later.

Isn’t that just totally boring? Probably. But also, nearly every time I’ve actually drawn a bath and put the bubbles in, I find that I just can’t wait to get out, get dried off, and get something else done.

I am so weird.

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  1. Judy Jeute

    No you are not weird, you are a Mom, and that will never go away. I am the same way, but after reading your “fallible” post, I’m thinking a few nice smelling baths might be just what the doctor ordered, so to speak!

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