First I had to clear the entire tub area of all reminders of children. You know, to set my mood. Then as I was looking for some bubbles (preferably not of the kid-kind) or bath salts, I picked up my frou-frou box of Kate Spade soaps. They were a gift from when I was in my friend Jen's wedding, almost 3 years ago. But they were wrapped so perfect and snug in a pretty green and white box. I even still have the matching pretty green and white gift bag that looks like a real Kate Spade handbag, only it's a gift bag. But it's a Kate Spade gift bag.
After the night I had, these lily-flowered-couture-smelling soaps longed to be used and not left just for show, tucked away in their pretty box forever. If any an occasion, twas now. I surely would not smell of little children after using my fancy soaps.
And after my hot bath I felt much better. Almost like a getaway. Still tired Mommy, but fancy smelling now.