Pssst….Pssst…

I have a secret.

I like to hide in the shower.

Not like Jack’s in Three’s Company (who remembers….??) or Psycho. No, that would just be weird. And really scary and I don’t do scary because big, dark house and a traveling husband don’t mix well with scary, slasher movies.

But when I step into that shower, close the curtain and let the too hot water cascade over my soon-to-be red skin, I don’t have to….do.

I don’t have to get dressed or put my face on.

I don’t have to go to a meeting.

I don’t have to make decisions, give out hopefully good answers and advice, or point anyone in the right direction.

I don’t have to navigate to somewhere I’d rather not be, fighting traffic, people or crazy rules.

I don’t have to wonder if the emails will be sent and be answered, with only good attitudes coming through instead of snarky ones.

I don’t have to think about dinner, laundry, dust or clean sheets.

I don’t have to juggle an already full calendar, squeezing in another birthday party, meeting, doctor’s appointment, or event.

I don’t have to dry tears from 3^rd Grade drama, sign on the dotted line, check the box or send lunch money.

I don’t have to create grocery lists, to-do lists, don’t-do lists, or things I’m never gonna do-list.

As long as I’m in this shower, hiding behind a soothing, pale green leaf inspired, might need cleaning, and doesn’t match the walls shower curtain, with hot, hot water washing away my grown-upness, I don’t have to….

But in that split second I turn that knob to ‘off’, the world begs my attention.

And I have to adult.

So if you’re looking for me and I’m not easily found, whatever you do, and Especially if you hear the water running, do NOT look in the shower. 

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I hear my shower calling my name!

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