I had a pretty bad day on Friday. It was a tough day at work, I was frustrated by the chaos in every facet of my life and the incredible lack of control I had over any of it. So, I rushed home from work, put on some "play clothes" (remember when we had play clothes) and went to the jobsite with a beer in my ice chest.
I climbed in the bathtub, fully clothed, shoes on, everything. Popped open my beer and sat back and sipped as the week just evaporated right there.
Imagine how good it'll be with water in it!
