I've been living at the city house for a year now. For two reasons, I had never taken a bath in this tub.
First of all, it is so much easier and quicker to hop into the shower. This tub is about 5 x 6 feet and a spa tub big enough for three people. Now, I've never been to a spa, nor have I ever had a massage. The thought of lying naked on a table with a stranger rubbing me - well, it's not going to happen.
So, the other evening I thought I would take my first bath. I gathered everything I could remember (shampoo etc.), put my phone next to the tub, made a drink (it was wretched, sweet and syrupy) and as a last thought, turned off the lights even though the window is frosted. I feared the neighbors might see my silhouette in the window.
Just about everything that could have gone wrong did. I had put some lavender/chamomile bath salts in the tub (very slippery, cause it sounds better than slimy) and added bubble bath just for fun. When the bubbles covered the little round blowholes, I started pushing and turning buttons. Nothing seemed to work then finally, an explosion of bubbles and water from the ceiling to the cabinets and walls, mirrors and floors. What a mess.
I used to take long baths in a soaking tub at the farm. I don't know how I did it. This tub is basically on the floor and the bottom is hard. I wasn't feeling it. It was boring. Next, the sun dropped like a rock and it began to get dark. Fast. I did have a nightlight on but it was hard to see. That was the last straw, then it hit me, how to get out. There was nothing I could put my feet against to get out. Bubbles all over me. I'd wipe my hands and no bubbles would come off. Glue bubbles. So I decided to drain the tub. Bubbles still wouldn't come off.
I thought about calling 911 and asking for women firefighters to come help me out of this tub, but didn't. I thought of sliding over the side like a seal, but feared breaking my neck.
I finally got out, but I don't think I'll be taking a bath in this tub for a long time, if ever.