Scallywag

There is hope for the future because God has a sense of humor and we are funny to God.

~ Bill Cosby ~

Why Stress When You Can Walk Out Naked?

February 11th, 2012 ~ Est. reading time: 1 min, 39 secs

Nothing like a stress free swim.

It happened one day. Our eldest was just a small boy: a preschooler. He begged me to take him to the public pool. So we went, he and I, on our own.

Being very little, he needed me to be in the water with him. No stress, except when you’re hypersensitive to chlorine. I try to avoid indoor pools as even smelling the stuff sets me off. But it was either take him for a fun outing or miss out to prevent the stress of stinging psoriasis. So we went.

Our city pool is indoors, which unluckily makes things worse. But you’ve got to live, don’t you? So we undressed in the changing room and headed out into the shallow end for a few hours of water slides, splashing jets, piggybacks, and doggy paddle.

Searing skin aside, I was fine and our boy had a ball. The real stress arrived in leaving. Returning to the changing room I discovered someone decided I had just what they needed. They had stolen my clothes.

So here was I, with my three-year-old and no phone, in a public place. Somehow, we had to get back to the car parked half-a-mile away. But what do you do when someone nicks your things? Feeling my stress and panic rise, I told myself to hold my head up high and not be so silly. There was only one thing to do, and you know what? I did it.

Armed with a small towel, I took my son and together we walked out into the sun. That’s when I discovered you can do almost anything if you look serious enough doing it. Clutching white-knuckled onto a hand towel I faced my fear. As I strode out naked into the world, I kept my child’s hand in mine and stared ahead. I expected people to point, turn away, laugh, or do something. But they didn’t. In fact, so long as I looked like I did this daily, nobody stressed an eyelid.

I learned something that day worth keeping. You may be stressing to the back teeth over something, but unless you lose it most won’t care. Walking round town with nothing on but a dishtowel and a smile isn’t easy. But sometimes you’ve just got to do what you’ve got to do.

 

 

 

 

 

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