NO TUB YET DAMMIT

The plumber was unable to complete the bathroom today cause he had problems setting the tub. Something about an offset drain and lead pouring and set points. I know he's not bullshitting us because Ann was here for it all. Apparently our tub was a pain in the ass.
So, we ran hoses from the washer box into the tub...we can take baths. Ann is a bath girl so that's cool...me on the other hand am predominantly a shower guy. I can deal with a bath, but I think I must be sensitive to the leftover film of soap a bath leaves...shame on us for not using zest.
Caring for this new tattoo has been a challenge, microwaving water, tucking a towel into my waistline to catch the excess water, a tree's worth of paper towels with each cleaning...blah blah blah...maybe I should of waited.
No, fuck that, it's worth the hassle. I remember getting my first forearm piece and cleaning it with a kit while camping at lake corpus christi in a campground bathroom
and it turned out fine...I can deal with this.
Unfortunately, I have reached my limit before reaching the end, which really is like the world.....innit?
Thank god for rocks, no salt and kind bud.
And the beat goes on.