SIDEBAR: I can now blog on my phone. It's amazing. I can talk about hair or toilets or baby poo while on the go! Yippee!
Is it wrong that I fell asleep in the tub this morning?
The alarm just went off so damn early and it was already freezing in the house...ice cube like, really, so I went and did my snooze time (about fifteen) minutes in a very warm tub of water. I didn't mean to fall asleep - I was thinking more of a groggy tub-in with Old Clawfoot, not a snore-a-thon. It just happened.
I know that someone (probably more than just a some 'one') is going to chide me for taking baths. They are going to tell me that if I took a shower then I wouldn't have fallen asleep and woken up with prune-y toes.
Well, hold your tongue...because I can one-up you on that. I've fallen asleep in the shower, too, and, frankly, it's nowhere near as comfortable an experience.
But at least said shower was my own, so I didn't have to get all paranoid about catching Athlete's Foot on my chin.