Cheap Shower Curtain

As a divorced working mom of three I have limited alone time. So when my alarm sounds, I hold my breath and try to float across the creaky wooden floor without disturbing the sleeping toddler in my bed or the twins in the room next door. I brew my first pot of coffee for the day and I take a seat on the couch where I give thanks for the silence.

A brief, but peaceful shower was once part of this morning routine. However, all that changed when I purchased a cheap shower curtain to replace the old dingy one not long ago. This demonic sheet of plastic, which clings to my body as soon as I turn on the faucet, has converted my shower into a battleground. Each day we face off. I struggle to wash my hair with one hand while extending the other arm horizontally against the plastic in an effort to keep it from smothering me.

Today I defeated the cheap shower curtain however. 

When I turned on the water and the curtain gravitated towards me as usual, I did not resist. Instead, I allowed the annoying, giant sheet of plastic wrap to cloak me.  I used both hands to wash my hair properly, all the while sensing the uncomfortable material taunting me, but nevertheless refusing to allow it to elicit a reaction. Instead, I felt the frustration quickly rise and then fall within me, and then I watched it wash down the drain without consuming me.