I don’t like lights on in the morning when I first wake up. Sometimes I even shower and get dressed in the dark because I don’t like the lights until I have been up for awhile. Recently I discovered what I think is the main reason I don’t like lights on early in the morning–I don’t particularly like looking at myself.
I have two big mirrors in my bathroom, one over the vanity which is very big–it gives me a view of the top half of myself, for heavens sake. The other one is a full length one on the back of the bathroom door. For the life of me I can’t figure out or explain why in the world I ever put that thing on the door. The view is horrifying–even to me and I should be use to it!
Most women like to get in front of the mirror and “primp,” putting on their makeup or just fooling with their hair. Not me, buddy, I do what is absolutely necessary and get the heck out of there.
One morning it was dark outside when I went in the bathroom to take a shower, and I had to turn the lights on. Now that I’m getting older I don’t think it is a wise thing to get in the shower in the dark, so I’m trying to apply a bit of safety rules and some common sense to my life, so I try to remember to turn the lights on most of the time. Well, anyway, I turned on the lights and never looked back–you see, when I go into the bathroom, I don’t have to look in the mirror as long as I keep my back turned to it, and that is pretty easy going into the room. Not so easy coming out.
Anyway, I got busy getting in the shower, and everything was going fine. When I finished my shower and got out, my eyes caught sight of myself in that full length mirror, I had to face the music. I’m telling you, it didn’t take me but a nano second to get a glimpse of that sight–my wildest imagination couldn’t have come up with such a scene.
I didn’t even recognize myself, I thought it was someone else that had gotten in to the bathroom when I was behind that shower curtain. Visions of scenes from the movie “Psycho” ran through my head. I nearly screamed. It wasn’t a pretty sight. If my husband, Jim, had seen me standing there he probably would still be laughing to this day.
The saying “mirror, mirror on the wall, who’s the fairest of them all,” came into my head. My mind then said, “mirror, mirror on the wall, who’s the scariest of them all? (That would be me).