Chance of Showers
Here it is, 1:30am on Friday. And I’m not sure if I’ve ever been so happy to be awake.
I was having trouble sleeping. It was 12:30 or so and my bedroom was hot. As I tossed and turned I suddenly heard the rain. It beat down on the roof ferociously. In not so much as a moment, I was out of bed and running downstairs.
I grabbed a big bin and brought it outside to collect the liquid gold. I had my big polka dot pajama pants on and when I walked outside I was immediately drenched.
Drenched head to toe… strange… this downpour felt a lot like a shower.
I threw the bin to the ground and bounded back upstairs. I grabbed a bottle of head and shoulders, some body wash, and my bath towel. I skipped back downstairs and straight out the door. The water was cold on my skin but not unbearable; think ‘Atlantic Ocean’ in early July. I ran around to the front of the house and yanked off a downspout. I threw my head under the condensed stream, added some shampoo, and scrubbed.
I rolled up my pajama legs and then started in with the body wash. It was cold, but oh so refreshing. When I was finished I ran back around to grab the bin of water. A healthy 2 inches of water had collected. I raised the bin up over my head and poured the water over me. It was bliss.
Once clean, I stuck the bin under the drain spout to collect more water. This, in addition to the five 5 gallon jugs of water that Liz and I took from work, will provide us between 30 and 35 gallons of water entering the weekend.
Never before have I looked at Rain as such a wonderful gift.
Was that soap biodegradable?
didn’t concern me in the least.
This is a story you can tell your grandkids.
If it was 1:00 in the morning, did you really need to be wearing pajama pants? I mean, I’ve never taken a shower with clothes on, but I imagine it would degrade the shower experience significantly.
Meriden Police Report
September 28, 2007 - 12:36 am
Office Crowley on night patrol arrests Michael DiDonato for indecent exposure outside of his house at 74 Plumb Ave. DiDonato attempted to explain to the office that he was simply taking a shower. The officer was not amused and had DiDonato immediately put back on his polka dot pajamas before bringing him down to the station.
Wow, I didn’t forget to put in the “r” at the end of officer once, but twice. Shame.
Shaun, were you at work when you wrote this? We in psychology called that ‘Priming’
Hahahahaha
“I grabbed a big bin and brought it outside to collect the liquid gold. “
Not sure I’d go outside if it was raining liquid gold, though. Not unless I was wearing some sort of heat-proof armour, or I was the Master Chief.
hahaha brilliant! almost like showering under a water fall in the tropics… except in connecticut and from a downspout… oh well, use your imagination.
ha ha! the ghetto Urbanite’s substitution for romantic tropical water falls
I love it.
At first I was all “Why the hell is Mike D. so pumped about showering from a downspout?” Then I remembered that you don’t have any water right now.
this is a key fact, that if unknown… would make this post particularly unusual.
The gutters were clean, I hope.
they were cleaner than me certainly. ha ha
Not anymore though. You’re only as clean as your rain gutters, Mike.
Awesome!!!!!!!
I just noticed this….Your hair stays in position while water is being dumped on it. Thats some good training or some hard core Model ‘Product’ you got there MikeD.