Battle in the Bathroom

With many things to love in San Francisco, this love affair was bound to have a low point. I'm just sad it had to be in my own bathroom.

My opponent: The low flow showerhead. You have not met low-flow until you have met my shower here in our short-term rental. Perhaps it is made worse by being on the 40th floor, but I am seriously losing it -very slowly. Every morning it's worse. The cumulative effect of a lack of water pressure has my hair waging a losing battle against shampoo and soap. I stand on my tip toes to get taller and get the best force of it. I'm contemplating just switching to baths and using a cup to pour water on my hair as a throwback to being five. Countdown to our new place: 30 days.

Admittedly, I am not uber-green, but I'm trying to be better. I recycle. I bring bags to the groceries. I'm getting into 7th Generation products at Whole Foods. I carry water bottles instead of buying bottled water. I will use my car less and public transport more.

But, please. PLEASE. I need water pressure.


This is what I look like after a shower here:


For those of you who aren't Seinfeld fans, Kramer and Jerry had the same problem.

As Kramer says to Jerry: "Low Flow? I don't like the sound of that." I know, Kramer, I KNOW!

I'm probably the only girl who toured apartments and went straight to the master bathroom to TURN ON THE SHOWER. The Sports Club LA thinks that I work out more obsessively than I actually do. I have systematically found which showers are the best and am not opposed to going to the gym just to shower. In fact, I've done it twice in the last three days.

So if you haven't been grateful for your water pressure lately, maybe take some time today. It's the little things.