Getting into you

Alright, kids. Here’s a little tidbit by way of full-disclosure.

I’m a bather. Not just your run-of-the-mill (what does that mean anyway) bather who showers to get clean but a bath-taker, full with candles, music 3 or 4 books, the works.

So, to wit, I have relatively high standards for bathtub cleanliness. Some of you know this about me. Of course, not for my children. I figure, they don’t care and so it is a safe bet that no matter how long it’s been between cleanings they will, most probably, come out cleaner than when they went in.

I, on the other hand, require absolute cleanness. So, try this at home:

Go into your bathroom.
Run a wet finger (wet your finger or the tub) with some force over some part of the tub near the drain-end, the floor is the most telling.
Then, after you marvel at the smudge of grime, clean the tub. Then, clean it again.
Now, it is ready for a nice long soak.

Join me, won’t you? Figuratively speaking, of course.

One response to “Getting into you”

  1. By the time I get to taking a bath I do not care if it is dirty. I would fall asleep trying to clean it! As long as the dirt is not obvious I am okay. Except last night because you got me thinking about it too much. I had to settle for a shower!

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