I vaguely remember the days when taking nice a warm shower was my Zen. Now, I nearly dread the daunting on-edge task. I find myself in survivor mode with all sense on guard. Where did this all go wrong? Seriously, how the heck did I end up here! Gone are the days of singing in the shower, now I find myself stern and at war. Every move made is carefully calculated, every item is mentally noted..as is the where, the when, and the how. Three minutes are on the clock, Goodluck. Ready..Set..Go!
This really makes me wonder, am I the only bather in battle?!