February 12, 2020 (Shampoo Struggles)

For some reason, my brain just shuts off in the shower. Well, not exactly shuts off. I often think a lot in the shower, so I wouldn’t say it is off.

But it doesn’t seem to work quite right.

As a result, my showers tend to end up with my laughing at myself. In disbelief.

For example, it happens at least once a week where I am climb into the shower, rinse off, run my hands through my hair, and then I’ll wash my hair. After rinsing, I’ll stand for a minute or two, just enjoying the water.

And then I’ll reach for the shampoo again, having completely forgotten that I’ve already washed my hair once before.

Or I’ll grab the shampoo and wonder, did I already wash my hair? I’ll be smelling myself and my hair (which is short right now) to see if it smells like shampoo.

Seriously, I feel like an idiot.

Other times I get into the shower, and realize that there was a child in the shower before me, who had used my expensive shampoo to clean the shower door with my real sea sponge loofah.

I seriously don’t know why I bother buying nice things.

Or how about this morning! I got the kids off to school and my daughter over to her dad’s. I come back, jump in the shower, and realize that I’d taken the shampoo and conditioner to the other shower (which we don’t use much). I’d used to other shower because I was doing some work on the main shower, and then forgot to return the soap.

Was I going to get out of the shower, and run across the house, all wet, to get the shampoo.


Nope, nope, nope. Not a chance. Nope. No.

I’ll be showering tomorrow and I can take care of it then.

Instead, I just rinsed out my wet hair as best I could, and then washed everything else like normal.

Of course now, all dry and working at my computer, my hair is not clean, and looks like a greasy helmet now that it is dry.

But lacking anyone else around this morning to get the soap for me, I wasn’t going to go out and get it.

I knew I was planning on working from home on the computer all day, so it’s not like anyone could actually see it.

Speaking of which, I’d better go right now and put the shampoo and conditioner where it belongs, or I’ll be writing the same post again tomorrow.



Alright, phew, I’m back, now that I’ve accomplished one major task for the day.


This isn’t an example of my brain taking a vacation, but it’s another example of how it is that I find myself laughing in the shower. How about when I shower with my daughter and she is so curious about my lady parts (which are at her eye level) that she assertively reaches out and tries to stick her fingers and hands into places they certainly don’t belong.

Or my kids running in and out of the bathroom every few minutes or so while I am showering, sucking out all the warm air and yelling for me to come help them with whatever crisis is happening that second (such as, Mom, I’m thirsty, can you get me some water! Or equally important, Mom, can you transform Bumblebee back into the car? (Transformers))

Have kids, they said. Lots of kids, they said. It’ll be fun! they said. You’ll grow so much, they said. The best thing you’ll ever do in your life, they said.


Anyway, I digress.

Seriously though, why do I struggle so much to remember whether I washed my hair in the shower? Is it because I am so deep in thought and operating on auto-pilot that my brain doesn’t actually log and record as a short term memory the fact that I put shampoo on my hands and rubbed it around on my head?

I swear to you that in grad school, there were some showers where I probably washed my hair three times during one shower, because I wasn’t entirely sure I’d already done it.

THEN, there were the times when I didn’t even realize that I’d washed my hair multiple times. This is beyond being confused…I just really had no idea!

Now that I think about it, this phenomenon was bad in the months after each of my children was born, probably because I was so sleep deprived. I think at that point, I was pretty lucky to know where in the house I was at, besides the fact that I had a free moment and I was using it to clean myself.

Or, if you do any reading up about the formation of memory, it’s probably because I am not paying attention to what I am doing in the shower, and the sensory inputs/memory are not transferred (encoded) at all into my short term memory.

Why am I so distracted in the shower (when it’s just me)?

I don’t know if it is the stimulation and warmth of the water or what. But While I am in there, my brain starts galloping around like a short stung by a bee. All of a sudden, I’m thinking about this at work, or that, or this project or that idea or that dude I wish would go away or where I want to be in five years.

And then my quick shower turns into a 30 minute epic affair, and I can’t even remember if I washed my hair!

Well, all you moms and dads out there who are like me and can’t remember a dang thing about what you did in the shower, just know you are not alone. And if you are a parent reading this and wondering, WTF? I don’t know what to tell you. I just call it like I see it.

When I can remember.

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