Something's Gotta Give....

I have given up showers. Sorry. Schedule's tight. Something's gotta go.

I've tried showering at night. I was too tired to blow dry my hair and fell asleep with a wet head. I woke with such nightmarish bed head that I had to re-wash it immediately.

I've tried showering in the morning, but our resident rooster (Baby #2) always seems to beat the alarm. Or if I do manage to sneak in an AM rinse off, my toddler pulls back the shower curtain for a 6:00 AM fright.

I've tried showering during afternoon naps, but the laundry has reached epic proportions and the mushroom collection in the shower needed some weeding...so maybe...a shower tomorrow?

I've tried showering with both kids locked in the bathroom with me, but the toddler freaked out, pulled the shower curtain down (yes, off the rod), got puddles all over the floor and drenched herself. The baby emptied out the trashcan and cupboard and poured half the contents of the drawer into the shower. I was so distracted by the screaming that I only shaved my left pit and the back of my right leg and I think I forgot to wash out my conditioner. Frankly, I would rather be dirty, than freakishly half shaven, sticky haired and have the wits scared out of me because I think Baby #2 ate dirty Kleenex from Baby#1's cold from the bottom of the trashcan. (At least I found our second mushroom collection.)

After the shower, I slipped on the wet floor chasing Baby #2, landed on a Lego (how did that get here?) and spent the rest of the day with a towel on my head. At the end of the day, I had such terrible bed head (can you get bed head this way?) that ...*sigh*...I need to re-wash it again.

So, pardon the aroma, excuse the tangled hair, and please overlook the surrounding dust cloud....

I'v given up showers. Schedules too tight. Something's gotta give..