The warm water tumbled over my shoulders, soothing, calming, satisfying.
If I could smell, I feel certain the lavender bubbles now scrubbing the grime from by body would have gone straight to my brain adding to the euphoria quickly consuming me.
As it was, it just felt good to be getting clean, so good I added a shave.
Yep. There’s nothing like a good shower to revitalize and invigorate tired, sore and smelly muscles.
Over all to soon, I stepped onto the warm tile floor and reached for my towel.
At this very moment the cheering began.
Zia, Zander and Zella rose from their seats on the window ledge and stood atop the box radiator
arms raised triumphantly with shouts of “Hooray for Daddy.”
“Thanks, guys. Now……can I have my towel?”
“Not until you take a bow,” replied Zia.
Suddenly, I felt dirty again.
*note to self–FIX THE LOCK ON THE BATHROOM DOOR!