You come home after a long day of work.

Tired, smelly, and can’t be fucked with anything other than getting in a hot shower and going straight to your bed for some much-needed rejuvenation.

It’s the ending to a long, but productive day, and all you want is to step into a steamy hot shower to relax, recap the day, and wash away the feeling of running around in the city all day. (NYC peeps you know what I’m talking about).

You take off your clothes, step into the piping hot water, dip your head under and let out a sigh of relief… then something happens…

You can feel the water slowly fading from piping hot to lukewarm… and then cold.

FUCK.

Unless you are trying to cool your jets from a hot and steamy moment, or are like my lame ex who only took lukewarm showers, then you can’t be bothered with the cold water that is pouring down from the shower head. And then you are left wondering, “how the fuck did this happen?” or better yet, “who used up all the hot water?”

If you lived in my house you would assume it was the kids, not just because it’s the general consensus when something goes wrong, broken, or missing in the house, but also because you stepped over the dirty clothes they left on the bathroom floor just moments before you got in the shower. (insert massive eye roll here).

But it’s not your kids fault, it’s just a principle that life will show you time and time again to be true:

When you spread something out too thin, it’s effect will lesson.

This is true for the hot water, and also for your great ideas. [Read more...]