You remember that Bobby Darin song “Splish splash I was takin’ a bath”? Well, rather than jump out and join a party, I’d rather stay in the bath and snooze.
Of course, that wouldn’t have been the case in 1958 when the song first came out. I was a regular rock-and-roll dolly.
This change came about since moving to Utah because in my other life, I was just too busy and the one bath tub in the house wasn’t in our master bath.
My failing bones drove me to go work out at the gym with Grit every morning. One cold morning, I decided to warm up in the tub and I have been hooked ever since. Quite often when we return from exercising, I treat myself to a nice long soak after breakfast and shower only when I want to wash my hair.
Like author Sylvia Plath wrote, “There must be quite a few things a hot bath won't cure, but I don’t know many of them.”
If I get out fairly soon, it’s invigorating; but if I sit very long in that warm water, I fall into a dreamy sleep for a short while.
“Calgon, take me away!”
If you’re old enough and watched some television in the '80s you’ll remember those words. If you missed them, search for "calgon" on YouTube.com and find some of the ads. The best one is the classic, “The traffic! The boss! The baby! The dog! That does it — Calgon, take me away!”
Watching the video just may tempt you to slow down and enjoy a good soak in the tub.
It may be possible I'm losing you if you are a man. Most men I know like to shower far more than they like to bathe unless they have company. Perhaps that is what makes the ever present hot tub so popular. Sitting in warm water is balm to the soul; in fact, studies have found it wards off depression.
Young mothers may think it a futile effort. However, my daughter-in-law Stacy, who has six children (the last two twin boys), has somehow always managed to soak in, as her kids call it, her tubby. She reads the scriptures in the tub, cleansing body and soul.
That would prove dangerous to books in my case as it was for a friend who borrowed one of my books. She returned it to me with flared-out pages, apologizing with, “I dozed off and accidently dropped it in the tub.”
If you get the chance here, are the rules:
Shut off the phones. (I really banged my leg one day trying to jump out of the bath to get to the phone.)
Put in some shower gel or a favorite bubble bath that is soothing to you.
Turn down the lights, unless you are going to read.
Turn on some relaxing music, but don’t put a radio or anything electrical near the tub.
Start thinking pleasant thoughts and just “go with the flow.”
If you don’t want to be lulled to sleep, don’t stay too long and enjoy the invigorating feeling of relaxed muscles.
Put on some favorite lotion, get dressed and go out ready to make the day count.
What a privilege we now have to turn on a faucet and have abundant hot water. We are spoiled and probably do waste a lot of water because it is oh so relaxing. If ever the looming threat of things drying up comes to pass, we will really look back at the good old days.
Rubber ducky anyone?