Thursday, May 2, 2013
Spray la vie
Once I was able to feel my way to turn off the water as it sprayed in every direction, I held the fatally wounded shower massager in my hand--and I could see what bad shape it was in. It looked terrible!
As I thought about it a bit--naked and wondering how I was going to take a shower the next morning--I realized that I had brought this shower head from my last house--and from the house before that! That made it nearly EIGHT years old.
As I laid in bed the next morning knowing that a trip to Home Depot was in store after work--I started to realize that MANY of the things I bought when I became single--over EIGHT years ago now--are getting OLD!
Do you realize how crazy that is to me?
I used to measure the newness of something knowing that I had purchased it since I moved out on my own. It used to not be so long ago.
But now when I tell people that I've been single for eight years, I am aware of the fact that it sounds like a very long time. SO much has happened in those eight years...and yet, they often seem like a blip.
It was only then that I realize my iPod is also eight years old...as is my printer, my blow dryer and (gulp) most of my clothes. I'm suddenly aware of how old my new things are.
As quickly as it's gone by...eight years is a very long time.
And, obviously, for shower massagers...it's a lifetime.