I have a very odd aversion to water.
I know that sounds quite odd, but it's true. I've had this aversion since I was a child. Back then I would avoid the shower till my hair was to oily to ignore (I know, not the most pleasant thing, but my mother did what she could to keep me clean and not getting made fun of for my oddity)
I think in elementary school being made fun of for being chunky didn't help, but my mother did the best she could, and would normally talk me into bathing so she could do my hair, which I still love. It got better in middle school, because I had a friend that didn't always shower and she would sometimes smell of sweat, and I didn't want to have people make fun of me for that behind my back like they sometimes did to her.
It got a little worse in high school, but only because I had a problem with getting involved with a book until midnight and not wake up in time to shower in the morning.
But all that comes down to this, I finally figured out why I don't like showers, I have an odd aversion to water. I am unsure as to what started this, but it has been there for as long as I can remember. I just dislike the feeling of water on my skin. That being said, I love swimming, still want to go skinny dipping before I get to old, and occasionally enjoy a walk in the rain. (especially kissing someone in the rain, now that's fun ;~) )
Husband often teases me good-naturally about being a cat, and I always reply that I'm to nice to be a cat.
To head in a little sappier direction before closing this out... I have a completely awesome Husband. He makes a great effort to understand me, and we have learned to communicate very well over the past 4 years. Even his siblings have commented on his change in attitude and demeanor. But even with that they have very little contact with us. I wonder if they realize how much that will affect their ability to see Munchkin as she grows and starts to remember who the people around her are.
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