Watch your arse...

I went to buy a shower head at the hardware store this arvo. Oh hard... either it's an innie or an outie fitting and I couldn't guess/speculate which one I wanted/had at home and while agonizing over innies and outies, this large woman went past me in very, very, very short shorts and a short midriff top with her bare stomach hanging out and down. Okay, so THAT was eye-catching and it begs the question who would leave home like that without looking in the mirror and the mirror imploring 'do not EVER go out like that' - but more than that it was the post-it note on her arse that had me forgetting the sex of shower heads and I had to tell her about her arse. She was drawing enough attention to it without the yellow post it. After all that, I decided hardware stores were way too hard. I'll think about it tomorrow...

Psycho babble…

Woo hoo! I can actually have a shower at home. Bathroom renovations...what angst ridden drama that is. Floors have to be poured and set, tiles stuck and set...it's all about waiting for things to dry before something else can be done so it will then be wet and you have to wait for it then to dry. Most of my bathroom is in my bedroom and I cannot begin to describe how messy the path is that the bathroom dudes have been using. Men = mess. Why do we bother with them again? Oh yes, that’s right, they lift heavy tiles.

Due to all this chaos I have not been able to shower at home so I have been hanging out at the gym and using their showers. I did contemplate using the showers at work but they’re in a dark little corner area and while very little frightens me I have the feeling Norman Bates is hanging out there waiting to relive the whole psycho deal and I’m not about to play Janet Leigh. I don’t like trouble when I'm naked.

Interestingly at the gym no one ever – and I mean ever – uses the first shower stall. Why? Stuffed if I know and the gym staff doesn’t know why either. It’s always sparkly clean - I have therefore decided that this shall be declared my shower stall. I think that’s reasonable.

So yay – I can shower. Life is good…better Friday of course…

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