“Love My Spa”

I wake up happy Tuesday because I love my spa. It feels so good on my body. I get so relaxed in there. I feel like I am getting a massage. It gets nice and steamy in there. I love when everything goes limp on my body. I love when I think “wait for it, wait for it, wait for it” and I think “awwwwww, nice warm water. ” I love my spa. I wouldn’t  like to see it come to an end.

Whenever Joan covers me up with my big blanket after I get back into bed, whenever I close my eyes in the shower, I feel peaceful. I grab my pillow pets to warm up. I think “Warm me up guys. I am cold. ”  It isn’t the breakfast-in-my-pajamas element I love, it is the constant-warmth element I love. The water never gets cold. I love when everything goes limp on my body. I love when I think “wait for it, wait for it, wait for it” and I think “awwwwww, nice warm water. ” The water feels like a heated blanket. That is why I love it so much. 

*I wouldn’t throw a fit, I would cry.