My dirty little secret

I hate taking a shower. Before you go, "Ewwwww!", let me state that I DO shower. I'm sitting here right now, all squeaky clean, with still damp hair.  I just hate the THOUGHT of showering. I love water. I love swimming. I love when I'm IN the shower. I just hate the thought of  getting in.

I'm not sure why. It only takes 5 to 10 minutes out of my day. Lord knows I waste that in the blink of  an eye on Facebook. Then again, unloading the dishwasher only takes 5 minutes, and I hate doing that, too. (A real 5 minutes, not my version of, "Maybe we should paint the living room- it will only take 5 minutes!")

I know two other people who are the same way about showering. Maybe it's more common than people admit. Maybe it's a female thing, since the men I know seem to want to shower at the drop of a hat. (Insert your own little thought here __ about men spending too much time washing one particular area) Maybe it's inherently human- the reason why little kids resist bath time, even though once in, they don't want to get out.

I'll just have to trust Mark Twain: "Water, taken in moderation, cannot hurt anybody."