Woke up this morning with a stuffy nose and a sinus full o'cotton. I dragged my body into the bathroom and flicked the light switch.
POP!
darkness.
Uh oh...the bathroom blew a fuse. And my effeciency size bathroom doesn't have any windows. I could leave the door open, but then the bathroom would freeze. I quickly reviewed my options: 1) skip shower. Risk students calling me stinky. scratch that. 2) shower in the dark. slip on soap, hit head on the shower drain, die. hmm...not so much. 3) figure something else out.
A candle! I remembered that I have a tiny yellow tea light in a round holder - a leftover from the previous teacher. I grabbed it, light it, and carried it into the bathroom. It was utterly dark, despite the small warm glow of candlelight. I managed to brush my teeth with the candle on the sink, then moved into the shower.
The bathroom was warm from the running shower. In the beams of light weakly thrown from the candle, I could see waves of steam riding up towards the vent. In the absence of light, I was much more aware of other things: the sound of water showering the bathroom tiles; the feel of the tiles, cool and smooth under my feet; the texture of my wash cloth, the warm air swirling in the small space.
It was quite romantic, considering that it was simply an improvisation of my normal morning routine.
Still...I changed the lightbulbs right after school.
2 quirky quips:
Good thing you had tea light candles handy!!
Frances
At least it's a different experience, though you still need to have light in the room.
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