Thursday, January 20, 2011

The Power of Bubbles

Last night found me hunkered down in my bed wearing a hoodie and fleece pajama pants. And I was shivering like nobodies business. I kept waiting for the warmth of my cozy bed to sink into my bones, the kind of heat that warms you from the inside out but it never happened.

After twenty minutes of the shakes (does that count as weight loss?) I got up and started filling the bathtub. I grabbed my latest book but then opted to keep the lights off and just soak.

I never do that.

Even in the bathtub, where most people seek refuge to relax, I feel like I have to be doing something. Have to produce, have to contribute, have to be earning my keep and contributing to the greater good.

It's annoying.

But last night, last night I just soaked. I pondered the things I needed to get done today. I thought about a project I've had brewing in my mind for a few weeks. I thought about the book I had just finished reading. My mind drifted to my kids faces and my husband who was sleeping just outside the bathroom door. I worked really hard to let me mind go and have my body follow, willingly. And slowly, as I forced myself to relax and give in, I felt that heat. The heat that comes from the inside and warms you all the way through. My house was quiet, my loved ones safe and tucked in and my body & mind free from stress and worry. It was delightful.

When I made my way back to bed, I took a moment to take in the stillness of my home. The stress and the worry don't have a place here in the middle of all this goodness. How silly that it took a late night soak to figure that out.

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Post edit: Is that picture too booby? It's not me, rest assured, but I thought it totally captured how I felt last night. But y'all aren't commenting and I thought maybe it was because there was too much boobage in your face. Just sayin.

7 comments:

Kelly said...

Ahhhh yes... the power of a hot bath. Amazing what a little soak, unwinding, and quiet can do for a person.

P.S. Um...just wondering what's been going on in your daughters' room lately. Just saying. :)

Cathy said...

I was feeling all relaxed, and wishing I had taken a nice hot reflective destressing bath, and then I read you PS and I had a nice belly laugh. You are hilarious. No, the boobage is just fine, and it does express the mood. The girls, by the way, are doing fantastic so far-totally self entertained which is my favorite.

Sarah said...

There aren't many things that can't be reconciled with a nice hot soak in the tub, or at least it seems that way. Especially when you can't warm up and get cozy at night, it's the best thing ever. It's even better when everyone is asleep and no ones knocking or trying to bug you.

Marilyn said...

The only time I really take a bath is when I'm sick and can't get warm. And then it SAVES me. Like literally helps me realize I'm not going to die (I know, dramatic.)

I totally get this post!

Your post edit is hilarious. My first reaction to that photo was whoah! Boobs! But I understood why you chose it :)

::lindsay said...

I love taking baths when I'm literally chilled to the bone.

Yeah, and the PS was funny.

@Cathy---I got a chuckle out of your comment because you were talking about the boobage and then you mentioned that the "girls" were doing fantastic. It took me a minute to realize that you were talking about our actual girls, not "the girls" as in the boobs!

tharker said...

I love me a good hot bath. Anytime is a good time for one.

Yeah, that is a lot of boob ;) Love the post edit!

Anonymous said...

You should rename this post, The Power of Boobles.