'i can't think of any sorrow in the whole world that a hot bath won't help..'
so this week was a tough one for me. you know when you go on vacation and then you come back to reality and a little part of you is resistant to the sudden lack of freedom- the back to work, your schedule, and just reality in general. well that and a few other extenuating circumstances made it a tough week.
taylor and i drove to the ranch on sat afternoon(which was nice to get away) for bryan and hilarys' joint bday celebration. it was a lot of fun. we always play apples to apples, taboo, or trivial pursuit all night and of course bryan and i are really competitive.
i had an introductory training session at crossfit this week which subsequently is making it difficult to walk. i also have started my fourth (yay! go me:) 60 day yoga challenge and i am on day 5! so 60 days of yoga after what i experienced at training is no biggie BUT this little crossfit session i did- many many many squats upon more squats is making me hurt bad. like a - it hurts to sit down to pee kind of pain. but my point in this post is not to bitch about it...it is to celebrate the art of the bath. or actually it's benefits. i think bubble baths are a cure all. no matter what you have going on in your life for those first 5 minutes when you slide down into the bath...it all melts away:) i always try to look for the good in the bad---and if you can be appreciative of a relaxing hot bath through the hard times i think that is something to smile about.
so thank the lord for baths and maybe the man who designed a bathtub as well.
FYI-wikipedia-ed it and evidence of the first personal sized bath tub was found on the isle of crete where a 5-foot long pedestal tub was found built from hardened pottery. this tub is the most likely forefather of the classic 19th century clawfoot tub.