Heaven Means Clean Towels

I haven't washed towels in two days.  Before you send a condolence card- NO, I am not dead and living in heaven.  I am just on vacation.  I am staying in a hotel and you know what that means-


If I had the money I have decided that I would live in a Best Western for the rest of my life.  I would never wash another towel.

Sit back.  Relax.  Imagine heaven for a  moment....

Yesterday, after a long day of traveling I ate dinner.  I didn't make it.  I didn't clean it up.  I didn't wash dishes.  I didn't mop the floor afterwards.

Then I came back to my hotel.  The kids went to bed.  And then (this is the best part so pay attention) I got in a jacuzzi and took a bath.  Alone.  In a clean bathroom.  A clean bathroom that I didn't have to scrub first.  (The thing about a bath at my house is that A) the tub is very small and B) I have to clean it first.)

This morning I took a shower and the water practically knocked me over.  It was like a full body  massage.  I don't think I have had a shower like that in five years.

It kept getting better though.  Then we went and ate a FREE continental breakfast.  Everybody got to pick what they wanted.  Did I mention that I didn't have to CLEAN IT UP?!

We left for the day and came back to, wait for it....CLEAN TOWELS.  Freshly made beds.  Vacuumed floors.  Fresh soap, folded toilet paper, and air-conditioning that I don't have to pay for.

I think that this is what heaven tastes like.

Sadly, I came into the grown up bedroom tonight to find my husband watching cable television.  He managed to find a TV show that is about hotels.  It included all the fun stuff they find with their black lights.  This is gross and more information than I ever wanted.

But because I am fearless like that, I am going to go ahead and take another relaxing bath in my room's jacuzzi tub.  Even if it isn't really clean, it sure looks like it is.

If I could, I would give you all the gift of clean towels for eternity.  Here is thinking of you ladies.

Peace out.


Anonymous said…
I absolutely LOVE staying in hotels. The sparkling clean EVERYTHING! OMG. I could live in a hotel. I seriously could.
Kelly said…
Oh my gosh if only we could permanently live on holidays where its all joy and no chores! My 2yr old recently had a vomiting bug while we were at the snow for a few days and we were so glad that we weren't at home because SOMEONE ELSE washed all the toeels and sheets! Bliss! All we had to do was cuddle him and make sure he had good aim! But I'D still couldn't help but put shoes on whenever I used the ensuite, you just don't know what's gone on in there!!
You made me happy. I feel like doing it today.