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Hot Water
All I wanted was a bath. Nice, hot, soaking, bubbly, yummy bath. But, I made the mistake of calling a few people first about things I needed to coordinate. And, I made the mistake of bringing my phone with me into the bathroom. Just as the tub filled, Garma called back. That was fine, she didn’t care if I was in the tub. Plus which, the water was too hot so I just spent our phone call lowering myself into the scalding hotness. Just as we were wrapping up, “B” called…well, sure, it should be quick and I wasn’t quite settled.
“B” was interrupted and had to go. I managed to get both legs shaved and *just* got to lean back my poor stress-packed shoulders into the still steaming water when “B” called back. I quick wrapped up with him, leaned back–the newsletter guy called with questions (work, ya know). So I left a message for Dawa trying to get some clarification and once more leaned back, took a deep breath…and the newsletter guy called again! I looked longingly at the colourful pile of bath entertainment I’d set out and realized this just wasn’t going to happen today.
But, at least I got my legs shaved.