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 A do-it-yourself country spa

I was given two options. Basil…or lavender.

The kids were off with Oma and Opa, and Chelsea and I were determined to spend an afternoon doing absolutely nothing. Literally, the only item on her usually-endless list of things to accomplish were the words, “take a bath.” She opened the box of Mrs. Meyer's Clean Day Body Wash, and these were my options. Flowers are pretty and all, but I’d prefer to smell like something you might put on meat rather than in a vase. I AM a man.

A do-it-yourself country spa

I noticed that Chelsea didn't jot down any parameters for this to-do. Was this bath supposed to be in the master bathroom? In the kids' room? You see, this is how we operate. We determine our objective, list the non-negotiables, and knock things down one at a time. When Chelsea wanted to buy a house, I had but a few requirements on my list. One of which was to live rurally, which I defined as needing to shout at the top of my lungs to say hello to my neighbor should I even manage to see them when they come outside.

She got her house and my lungs got their exercise.

A do-it-yourself country spa

This setup has endlessly leant itself to my creativity. Much like growing basil, I only need wide open spaces and time. With grandparents living close by and a surplus of farm tubs, my bath time moved from the “bleh” bathroom to the scenic sunsets of rural San Diego. I got our camping water heater going and found myself relaxing to the golden rays of the afternoon sun, chirping and singing birds, and the scent of Mrs. Meyer's Clean Day Body Wash.

A do-it-yourself country spa

As it happens, not a single one of my four neighbors came out to shout hello.

A do-it-yourself country spa

As I relaxed to the wafting scent of what I've deemed to be the “king of herbs,” my stresses floated away with their newfound cumulonimbus friends as they went to rain on someone else's parade. I sat and wondered how long the grass would keep its abundant wealth of deep green color and how the grasshoppers dancing around me must feel. I’d imagine they're in their own little heaven. I guess we have something in common.

A do-it-yourself country spa

It’s amazing what you can do with what you have around your house. A farm tub and some heated water.

A do-it-yourself country spa

Of course, this wasn't something I could keep to myself for long. Chelsea found my small slice of heaven and hopped on in, remarking over the softness of Mrs. Meyer's Clean Day Body Wash on her skin with its Aloe Vera gel, essential oils and flaxseed oil.

A do-it-yourself country spa

Unfortunately, the tub was only big enough for one. She laughed. I cried. It was a good time.

A do-it-yourself country spa.