Bath Sheets

I was at the store today with half a mind to buy a couple more towels for my house.

To preface: I like big towels- always have. I like wrapping up in them after a shower and dancing around. I like doing everything possible in the post-shower towel and have been known to prolong actually getting dressed, instead preferring the body-warm, damp towel that hugs me- fitting me perfectly with a twist and a tuck. For this reason, I tend to prefer using beach towels all year long, but they are really on the edge of too big. The hug-fit around my body is more bulky than snug.

So this store has a particularly large bathroom section- absolutely full of towels of all sizes: washcloths, hand towels, small towels, bathmat towels, bath towels, and bath sheets.

What is a bath sheet, I wonder; and why it is worth the extra $3. I don't mind paying extra money for things, but I do like to have justification as I am handing over the larger-than-I-wanted-to-pay price.

I pull out a bath towel: $5.95
A beautiful wild rose color.
I unfold it, shake it out; and realize that it may do a nice job at the drying of my body, but there was no way that I would be able to prance around....well, not decently at least. I struggle to fold it "just so," and place it back in its place.

I go to the bath sheet area: $8.95
I pick sea-blue, the color of the ocean when the sky is gray.
I unfold it, and it keeps unfolding. I hold it up in front of me, inspecting the size and my arms are stretched to their limit before me. I grin. All tests are passed but one. I wrap myself up- twist and tuck. I look down to inspect the amount of coverage. I look over my shoulder at the curve of my hip swathed in a fuzzy sea-blue cotton sheet. I tap my toes, shake my shoulders and sway just a bit. The towel holds position. Hands on my hips, I giggle. This is perfect and well worth the price, I think. Now, I just have to pick out which color- oh, there are so many.

I don't know how long I stood there. But a laugh brought me back to reality. I looked to see who was laughing and why. Yes, I am nosey, and I certainly like to share in a laugh when I can- who doesn't. These two ladies were staring at me- the older one with a look of shocked disapproval, the other with humor in her eyes. I didn't understand. Was I the cause of hilarity? Why? I looked down. Ah.

I unwrapped myself and decided that sea-blue was a perfect color. I grabbed a match from the shelf, flashed a grin at the ladies and shrugged, and walked toward the register. Definitely worth the price- every penny.