Wardrobe Malfunction or Poor Planning?
I don't know what it is about an outdoor shower, but I just love them! Somehow the shower experience is better. No worries people- it's private, no one can see anything they shouldn't. I have not turned into a free spirit. I'm not suddenly showering in the buff. I still have some very conservative tan lines.
We just got back from the beach, and while we were there, I discovered the outdoor shower . . . on my second shower. For some reason I shower a LOT at the beach. I would get up and go walk, and then . . . shower off before I put my bathing suit on. Why? Duh. It's hard as who knows what, to get a bathing suit on, when you're all sweaty. Plus, I like to feel clean before I get covered in sand and salt water. Figure that out.
On the first day, after we returned from a long day at the beach, I made Alexa take an outside shower. I ran upstairs and got her clothes and a towel. I just grabbed me a towel because I was just rinsing off. I couldn't let Alexa in the house unless she was showered off because Lord Almighty that girl had sand in all kinds of places. While it's not weird for little kids to get sand everywhere, it's weird to me that they don't seem to care. How can they not care that they have sand everywhere? Doesn't it itch? Doesn't it irritate her? Apparently not. She's covered in sand for like 4 hours and not bothered at all. Anyway, I made her take her shower outside, so she wouldn't track sand in all over the house. I got her showered off and sent her on her merry way upstairs.
I intended to just rinse off, and then go upstairs and use real soap, but the water pressure was amazing! What the sand did not exfoliate off, the shower pressure washed off. My skin is all new and soft after 12 showers in the last 7 days. Not only was the water pressure amazing, but the water temperature was totally perfect. The final nail in the shower coffin for me, was no one was waiting to use it. We had 2 showers for 8 people. You kind of had to hurry. The outdoor shower was not a hot commodity. I didn't have to hurry. I could enjoy my shoulders and back skin getting pressure washed off of me and the hot water without anyone rushing me. It was lovely after a stressful day of sitting on the beach drinking and eating. Life's hard, what can I say? So I showered off with soap that Doug had left down there, because he discovered that shower before me and then realized . . . oh. I only have my towel. Huh. I could put my sandy bathing suit back on, but . . . then I'll just have to shower off again. What to do, what to do?!
I made a snap decision. My towel provided full coverage. No one going by, would notice I was naked. I was the only one who knew. I wrapped up in my towel, dashed out of the shower, and up the stairs into the house, and to my knowledge- I was unseen. I vowed from that point forward I would remember all of my clothes for my next shower! Except . . .
Another time I was enjoying a shower after the beach. I showered Alexa off, but since I had her and me, I left my clothes hanging outside the shower. There weren't enough hooks inside the shower. I showered her off, sent her on her way, and then I showered off. When I went to get dressed . . . I realized my clothes and my towel were still outside the shower. I considered yelling for Doug, but he was all the way upstairs and inside the house. Was anyone really going to see me? It seemed dramatic to shout for help when my clothes and towel were only 3 feet out of the shower. I could just open the door, and reach for them. No one would be any the wiser. I opened the door a bit,. The trouble is they were further away then I realized. I was going to actually have to step out of the shower almost completely in order to grab my clothes and towel. I glanced around and made a quick grab for them. Again, I believe my nakedness was unknown. Yeah me!
Despite my near misses, it was totally worth it. My skin is so soft, I could do a skin care commercial, except for all of my tan lines because I promise, I still have those.
We just got back from the beach, and while we were there, I discovered the outdoor shower . . . on my second shower. For some reason I shower a LOT at the beach. I would get up and go walk, and then . . . shower off before I put my bathing suit on. Why? Duh. It's hard as who knows what, to get a bathing suit on, when you're all sweaty. Plus, I like to feel clean before I get covered in sand and salt water. Figure that out.
On the first day, after we returned from a long day at the beach, I made Alexa take an outside shower. I ran upstairs and got her clothes and a towel. I just grabbed me a towel because I was just rinsing off. I couldn't let Alexa in the house unless she was showered off because Lord Almighty that girl had sand in all kinds of places. While it's not weird for little kids to get sand everywhere, it's weird to me that they don't seem to care. How can they not care that they have sand everywhere? Doesn't it itch? Doesn't it irritate her? Apparently not. She's covered in sand for like 4 hours and not bothered at all. Anyway, I made her take her shower outside, so she wouldn't track sand in all over the house. I got her showered off and sent her on her merry way upstairs.
I intended to just rinse off, and then go upstairs and use real soap, but the water pressure was amazing! What the sand did not exfoliate off, the shower pressure washed off. My skin is all new and soft after 12 showers in the last 7 days. Not only was the water pressure amazing, but the water temperature was totally perfect. The final nail in the shower coffin for me, was no one was waiting to use it. We had 2 showers for 8 people. You kind of had to hurry. The outdoor shower was not a hot commodity. I didn't have to hurry. I could enjoy my shoulders and back skin getting pressure washed off of me and the hot water without anyone rushing me. It was lovely after a stressful day of sitting on the beach drinking and eating. Life's hard, what can I say? So I showered off with soap that Doug had left down there, because he discovered that shower before me and then realized . . . oh. I only have my towel. Huh. I could put my sandy bathing suit back on, but . . . then I'll just have to shower off again. What to do, what to do?!
I made a snap decision. My towel provided full coverage. No one going by, would notice I was naked. I was the only one who knew. I wrapped up in my towel, dashed out of the shower, and up the stairs into the house, and to my knowledge- I was unseen. I vowed from that point forward I would remember all of my clothes for my next shower! Except . . .
Another time I was enjoying a shower after the beach. I showered Alexa off, but since I had her and me, I left my clothes hanging outside the shower. There weren't enough hooks inside the shower. I showered her off, sent her on her way, and then I showered off. When I went to get dressed . . . I realized my clothes and my towel were still outside the shower. I considered yelling for Doug, but he was all the way upstairs and inside the house. Was anyone really going to see me? It seemed dramatic to shout for help when my clothes and towel were only 3 feet out of the shower. I could just open the door, and reach for them. No one would be any the wiser. I opened the door a bit,. The trouble is they were further away then I realized. I was going to actually have to step out of the shower almost completely in order to grab my clothes and towel. I glanced around and made a quick grab for them. Again, I believe my nakedness was unknown. Yeah me!
Despite my near misses, it was totally worth it. My skin is so soft, I could do a skin care commercial, except for all of my tan lines because I promise, I still have those.
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