So this is the view of my towel when I realized I’d forgotten to strategically place for it after my shower. Way. Over. There. across the too-big-to-ever-get-nice-and-steamy master bathroom. Waiting for me by the tub that I did not use.
Too far. So cold.
Normally I am all about boundries, but I used The Mr’s towel in desperation.
Too big.
Just Sayin’.
(And yes, that is “the suit” you see on the counter.)
Reluctantly Suburban 