I Must Confess...
It's Sunday, so a good day for a confession...My confession is that the only reason I go to the gym is for the shower. That sounds a tad creepy. It's not like the mildew tiles and luke warm water are the things dreams are made of, but, it's a quiet shower.
At home it's not so quiet. Two kids, two corners to the shower curtain. It's an entire process.