today

i always forget to turn on the shower and let it warm up before i step into the tub. always. and then of course the cold water hits me and i feel really stupid. and then i realize that i didn’t get a fresh razor out of the medicine cabinet and i have to step out again because i can’t reach, even if i lean way over. i’ve tried.

i leave the conditioner in while i shave. if i remember. and i have to try and move fairly quickly because i don’t want to run out of hot water, and then of course i go too quickly and cut myself.

because i live alone, sometimes i forget and leave the bathroom door open while i’m in the shower. this is not a good thing, not in the winter, because then you climb out of the tub and the bathroom is shockingly cold and you don’t get to stand there lazily and wait for the mirror to defog while examining your shaving cut or cuts and deciding if a band-aid or two might be in order.

and then a towel to wrap around me and a towel for my hair. the one for my hair is smaller, and grey. the rest of my towels are black. i bought them back when everything i bought was black. my sheets are also black, for the same reason.

i always drip all over the bedroom. my hair is very long, and holds a lot of water, i guess. people who have lived with me complain about the puddles i leave on the floor. unpleasant to discover with socks, apparently. which i suppose is reasonable.

i end up wrapped in my towels at my desk, of course, because what else am i going to do while i wait to be dry enough to get dressed. and then i get involved in talking to someone, or i start working on something, and i end up still sitting there in my towels long after i am dry and i don’t notice until i’m shivering that i’m not actually wearing clothes.

i lead a very exciting life.

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