The Bathing Tent
I like to think of myself as a creative person. A problem solver. I come up with solutions that I feel are brilliant or at the very least, workable. My family and friends, much as they love me, don't tend to agree.
A few years back, we remodeled our tiny bathroom. The UGLY yellow flecked paneling was flaking and bowing out from the wall. The previous owners had either LOVED the color or hit a sale because all of the paint and tiles in the house had that atrocious 70's shade. My sister insisted that we let her help us with the work. It was very kind and we were appreciative but, have you ever worked on a project in your own home with a pushy older sibling who thinks that you don't know your ass from a hole in the ground? #FUN
While I was at work the first night, they ripped everything out from the bathroom, down to the studs. I came home to find that they threw everything from the bathroom alongside my garage, where my garden was at the time. (MY TOMATOES!!!) My partner said it was only temporary and hid from me when I stomped my foot and pointed angrily to the OTHER side of the garage, where there hadn't been food growing. But, everyone was in a hurry to get the project done, so I let it go.
The five of us (my partner and I, his brother who was living with us at the time, and my sister and her husband) worked like crazy to get the remodel completed by the end of the weekend. We alternated squeezing ourselves into the little bathroom with trips to the hardware store for insulation, wiring, pipes, and whatnots. We were sore, dirty and grumpy. Our little bucket baths in the basement took care of the grime but it wasn't cutting it for our moods.
I came up with an idea for everyone to be able to relax. After dinner on Saturday night, I set up our tent in the backyard. Inside, I placed a few folding camp chairs, towels, a few plastic bins as tables, and our radio. Our children have one of those six foot hard plastic splashing pools, complete with pictures of happy fish swimming on it, and I used that for a tub. Water was boiled in every large pot that I had to add to the cold hose water and voila! I had set up what, in my mind, was a charming (and a little redneck) spa!
I happily told my family what I had done and asked who wanted to go first. My sister glared at me. Her husband said he thought I had been boiling water to cook the corn and salt potatoes for the next day. My partner shook his head and retreated upstairs while his brother said, and I quote, "No Fucking Way". My girls, bless their hearts, stripped and ran outside. (At least two people liked my idea.) Though, I had to yell at them to NOT run through the yard naked.
So, that is how I unded up taking a nice relaxing bath in my backyard while my neighbors sat in their yard, listening to my radio and my splashing.
I still think it was a good idea.
art and flair courtesy of @PegasusPhysics
Haha funny
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