Tonight I had a bath 😃 After 3 months. Before you hold your hands up in horror, I've been showering! Everyday!
I hate showers. I've always hated them. I hate water in my eyes, I hate the concept of 'wash n go'! I hate the notion of hot water to invigorate.
Baths are luxurious, relaxing it's as much mental as physical to sink under the warm preferably scent filled silky water and slide into another place whilst aching muscles are finally comforted. There is no substitute.
I can no longer get in and out of the bath unaided. In our new home until we can afford to modify it we have a roll top tub.
For weeks I have looked at it longingly but resisted. It's steep sides more challenging than a wall of sheer ice.
Tonight Philip said have a bath, we will get you in and out however hard it is.....
It was hard but we did it. I feel joyous it was fantastic. He said lets do this every Saturday night until we can't. That's still a lot of Saturday's. And one day I will have one of these.