I really enjoy my bucket bath in the evenings. Mercia’s house has a spacious shower room with a nice sink and a large shower. Originally there was a bathtub but the tub was removed and the area tiled with a small 4” wall to keep the water from spreading to the floor. In my large shower stall there is a bucket, a stool to sit upon, and in the rear of the stall I have several towels on a wooden towel rack that sits on the floor. There is a hand held showerhead attached to the faucet. Hot water is supplied by turning on the electric water tank above the shower. It is set for 140 degrees. Yes, super hot.
I am not a big fan of hand held showerheads so I prefer a bucket bath. I fill the 10-gallon bucket with 2 inches of super hot water then add cold water. Since the outside temperature is 85 or 90 during the day, my cold water is more like lukewarm water. I take an empty plastic water bottle and cut off the top. This gives me a nice scoop to pour water over my body. Believe me, it feels like heaven.
I arrived in Ghana late on Tuesday night and went right to bed. I was exhausted from the long travel. On Wednesday our schedule was very busy and I was looking forward to my hot bucket bath. After undressing I turned to step into the shower and there on the wall right by my stool was the biggest, ugliest spider I had ever laid my eyes on. I was desperate. I wanted my bucket bath. I picked up the floor mat and hurled it at the spider. He only moved an inch or so.
What next? I grabbed my shower gel and began squirting in his direction. He was too fast. Now he was becoming super spider and I was down a half a bottle of shower gel.
He ran behind the shower curtains. When I moved the curtains he ran towards me. I panicked. Evidently the shower gel was not the solution. Then I saw the hand held showerhead. Hot water could be the answer.
Quickly I turned on the hot water. Actually a little too quickly, the shower head took off spraying scalding water everywhere, except on the spider. Dodging the hot spray I captured the showerhead. Where was that spider?
I spotted him midway up the far wall. I began to spray in his direction. He ran under my towel rack. I needed to make a instant decision. Could I live without dry towels? The answer was, —- yes! I aimed the spray for the towel bar; soon the spider was floating towards the drain. I continued the assault until he curled up in a lifeless ball. I breathed a sigh of relief as I filled my bucket.
Now, I know God created all creatures great and small. They each have a purpose in life. Spiders keep the insect population under control but the truth is, they really creep me out, especially when I am tired and in need of a warm bucket bath. I offer this version of my old favorite: