A little remedy for enduring the heat without A/C

I've made no secret about the sheer lack of air conditioning. In fact, I've complained and whined about the predicament to anyone or anything that has ears. I've acted like a wilted flower, I've pouted, I've stamped my foot, I opened the fridge and freeze a stood in front of it a la Laverne & Shirley. I even cried actual tears for my longsuffering.


Unfortunately, my audience has mostly been my understanding husband.

But I've also found a new ritual in which to escape the heat. My beloved and much needed mid-to-late afternoon cold bath (Sometimes with Caress pulling double duty as body wash AND bubble bath.) It is literally the only reprieve that can be found from the heat.

I make a lovely production of it, if I do say so myself.

I turn the lever on the facet to cool. I'm not looking for luke warm. I want cool as can be. Cooler than a cucumber. I want Shiver-me-timbers! That is Cold!

I make my hair into a haphazard bun.

I put my latest favorite music on loop.

I stick a toe in and feel the delightful coolness wrap around my toe, inviting me to just sink in.

Once inside, I swing my bathroom windows open, letting in any breeze (even if it is stale), and not minding the sun shining down on the water.

I sink back into my divinely deep soaker tub, happy that I'm hidden in my own world from the prying eyes of neighbors.

I close my eyes and sing along with Ella...
"Fish got to swim, birds got to fly, I got to love one man 'til I die. Can't help lovin' dat man of mine...."