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Two'sday: The Shower

1. The showerhead in my house is located roughly at the base of my neck. I have to tilt my head sideways or crouch to wash my hair. This problem would be solved if I owned this shower head from Vado:


(img from Gizmodo)


2. No matter the situation, I hate the first burst of the shower. I always flinch. It's never the right temperature. In that moment, as I wait for the water to startle me, I don't want to get wet. I don't like to shower.

Comments

Laura J said…
why don't you adjust the temp of the water BEFORE you get in the shower? That's what I do. Then there's no flinching and no adjustment time.
Beth said…
i do. believe me, i do. there's still flinching.
afro-chick said…
i know EXACTLY what you mean.
what's worse is that when i'm sudzing up, i turn off the shower (cause i'm green like that?! hah!) only to screech when i have to adjust the water again.


BLLLAASSTTTT.
Mindy said…
I lovveee showering! But I always turn on the water before I get into the shower...my bathroom is set up like that so I don't have to be in the shower when I turn it on. Sometimes I feel guilty because I love to just stand in the shower and I know it's a waste of water...the guilt I deal with...

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