Beautiful Bubbly

Not champagne, but bath bubbles. I had a bath last night in my place in Donegal. The first time I've used the bath since getting it two and a half years ago. What is it about me and baths? I never have one. I do shower, but bathing? Wouldn't be bothered. It seems like a huge hassle. All that water that has to be heated, then poured, bubbled up. Then you have to sit in hot water, waiting while it goes cold, then you get out and have to clean the bath which makes you feel dirty, which you kind of do anyway seeing as you've been stewing in your own dirt for the last half hour...

When I was wee, and we moved from Victoria Bridge to Castlebane, we had no bath. So Mammy and Daddy rescued a bath from up the fields somewhere, and we were bathed outside in the sunshine, by the side of the house (out of the view of the new neighbours). When we got more sorted, we only had an inside bath, which we shared with the six of us (three to the bath when we were wee, two to a bath when we started kicking each other).

After we got the house renovated, we got a shower, which meant one to a shower. Having a bath sort-of died out. And in the years since, anytime I've tried for a bath I've gotten in, lit the candles, and RELAXED. After RELAXING I've done body scrubs, shaved my legs, RELAXED again and frankly just got bored. I'm not very good at relaxing. I relax in capital letters. And then unrelax straight away.

But last night? Last night I had a big full hot steamy bubbly bath. And I almost fell asleep in it. I think if I'd had one of those bath pillows I would've been snoring. It was GORGEOUS. And I relaxxxxxxxxxxxxed...

But of course I had a brilliant idea in the bath. I was thinking that I should design a head pillow for baths. Not one that suckers to the side of the bath that you lean on, but one that you put around your head that lets you just lie back without the fear of drowning. I could make them like big flowers, so that you not only don't have a fear of drowning, but you feel like you are a beautiful blossom, part of Nature's Glory.

Today, part in thanks to my bath I feel like a beautiful blossom. And when I get back to Belfast I'm going to pour me a big fat bubble bath.

Ah. A cloud has moved into the sunshine of my mind...this whole pouring myself a big fat bath of bubbly thing is not normal. How can I prefer lying in hot water to drinking chilled champagne? AM I GETTING OLD????