I caved in and bought a shower chair and handy dandy handheld shower thing, and Mom set it all up for me yesterday. Holy hell. An actual shower and proper shampoo? Heaven. I've managed with my bizarre balance beam routine on the side of the tub for two months, and that worked just well enough, but these two things have made life much more bearable. I don't know if you've ever balanced on your belly on the side of a tub to wash your hair, but it can be challenging, and long hair? Goes down the drain, y'all, goes right down the drain. My hair has been dull and crunchy looking for two months - probably because it was coated in Draino residue.
And? I purchased an array of cute knee socks to wear under the inflatable cast, which I've dubbed Roboboot. My favorite might be the neon argyle. Of course, this means I have to coordinate what I'm wearing and which bag I'm carrying with the color sock toe that's peeking out - but I'm good at these things. That doesn't mean I didn't almost leave the house with a red and white striped French sailor's shirt paired with neon orange peeking out of Roboboot. (Ohh, the drama.) And, of course, I can't carry my neon satchel with a neon toe peeking out - that might be too matchy matchy, and up with matchy matchy I will not put.
And? The powers that be (parental units) have been talked into not balking when I want to drive, but only after seeing that getting in and out of my car and maneuvering my Roll-A-Bout in and out of the back seat won't result in a trip to the emergency room. Baby the VW is being detailed as I write, and I pick him up this afternoon. There is something in knowing I can jot to Earth Fare for Justin's dark chocolate peanut butter cups at will that makes this waiting game seem infinitely better. This, neon knee socks, and clean hair? I must have done something really great in a past life.
And! I TOTALLY forgot to mention "Twin Peaks" streaming on Netflix and my new stash of Hello Kitty bath products. As much as I might come across as sarcastic, I'm oozing gratitude for all of these things - - there's something really cool in realizing I look forward to a shower with Hello Kitty shower gel and picking out a sock. Three months ago, I would have thought I needed to look for the big stuff to get bouncy about, but now? It's like, "Hell yeah! The BLUE sock!". And then I get to watch Special Agent Dale Cooper experience raptures over maple syrup's collision with ham and damn fine cups of coffee:
And that's it for now. Enjoy your Tuesday.