What I Do in the Shower

Now, now get your mind out of the gutter, this isn’t that type of post. Personally, I’ve always wondered what other people do in the shower. For me, it’s always been a place to think. Then again over years of motherhood I have used the shower as a place to cry and a place to hide. Sure, when you do get those moments when you can actually shower and have little ones it can be a marvelous escape. These days it has about come full circle for me. While my kids aren’t a worry for me anyone, I’m just not the same person I once was in the shower.

Before kids I was a product junkie and spent much time in the shower shaving, exfoliating, and moisturizing! Then kids came and the shower was a sweet escape or a place I could cry when things became too much for me to handle. Now I’m caught between product junkie, life escapee and mental patient all at once!

Is the shower your thinking place? Here is what happens when I’m taking a shower.

I warm up my water first, grab a towel and resist the urge to weigh myself. I’ve been working out lately and don’t need to be discouraged. I always take a towel in the shower with me as I don’t like to get water in my eyes. My husband finds this weird and when my son actually began taking showers instead of baths he did the same thing. The husband just shakes his head. Between the 4 of us we all have different shampoos, I wonder if one day we will all use the same products. Then I ponder how harmful the products we are currently using could be. I promise myself when these are all finished that I will buy all natural products. I fail at this promise, time and time again, but this time I mean it. I pour some temporary hair dye in my hair to try to prolong getting another round of coloring. I know it won’t work well, but I do it anyway. When I begin to wash my body I start to think that all of this working out I’m doing is starting to work, I’m satisfied. I laugh at myself thinking about how I thought I was fat when I was about 20 years younger and my thighs were 4 inches smaller. What a waste of a body! Ugh! Considering its February the weather is quite mild today so my shower is just the right temperature. I begin to tackle shaving my legs. I haven’t shaved in a few days and I’m usually a daily shaver. I wonder if people really don’t shave in the Winter. Am I the only one that shaves almost everyday? I can’t be.

Do people really sing in the shower?

How long have I been in here?

What’s the average time for a shower?

Crap, crap, crap, Is that the phone ringing? What if it’s the school? What if something happened? Why does it only ring when I’m in the shower or outside?

UGH!!! Why can’t I just take a shower and move on with my life? Holy cow look how long my toe nails are!

I rub anti-cellulite cream all over my stomach and thighs. ( This should help.) I get dressed and blame the tightness of my clothes on the cream. I need to eat, I need to blog, I need to to move on and find something that feeds my soul.

I think I just did………