It's been about a year and a half since I've taken a hot, relaxing bath. 14 months, it's been 14 months. Mikes tub at his moms house didn't fill with hot water, it was way cold by the time it filled up. When I wanted to take a bath, I filled pasta pots up with water and boiled it to put into the tub. And my apt didn't have a tub.
There's a tub in our house.
I'm neck deep in it, literally. It's steaming hot. I didn't fill it with boiling water. It wasn't stressful to make happen. There's a twilight bath bombs bobbing around in it, and a dreamtime melt doing its one job.
Hopefully I sleep well tonight.