I woke up this morning and rolled out of bed. Grabbed my towel before heading for the shower. Wait. No shower. The shower is going to be fixed later today. So I disrobe, start the bath water, and climb on in.
Part of me feels absolutely ridiculous. A 39 year old man doesn’t take a bath. Does he?
As I scrub the various things that need scrubbing, I think to myself, “The water sure is nice.” I can feel the relaxing feeling coming over me, the feeling that only comes from sitting in the tub.
Not wanting to be late, I pulled the plug, and I watched the water swirl down the drain.
Maybe a 39 year old man does take a bath every once in awhile.