One of the best things about the house we were in was the bathrooms.  First of all, we each had one.  Mine was smaller but had a lovely large bath in it, which as a taller (I guess) than average person, I really appreciated.  In a standard size bath, I have to choose between my chest and my knees.  One or the other can be immersed in the water.  In the bath at the old house, I could do both.  I am not normally someone who takes baths, more of a shower person really, but this bathtub changed my mind.  I could fill it two thirds full, nice and hot and read in there for half an hour, with both chest and knees warm.  Bliss.   Read the rest of this entry »

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