The Bucket Shower

Everything that happens here is somewhat of a process. From bathing and doing laundry, to cooking and shopping for groceries, everything takes a certain amount of planning and preparation. A bucket bacth for example will usually go something like this:
First, I determine that it is time to feel clean and mentally resign myself to the fact that literally 60 seconds after my bath I will feel dirty again. Then I determine whether or not its the right time. For instance if I know I'm not done sweating for the day or if I look up to the East and see a storm approaching or if I wake up and its 60 degrees (while the coolness is VERY welcomed) it is not the right time for a bucket shower. If the time is right, then the next step is to fill my bucket with water, and if there is no water, then I have to go to the spiget to fill my container so that I have plenty of water for my bath and other things like drinking and laundry. Once I have my bucket filled, have gathered my soap, shampoo, towel, clean clothes, rinse cup etc... I am ready. Hands full and fully clothed I make my way from my concession to my bathing area. As tactfully as possible, I set down my water and rearrange my clean clothes so as to have a free hand to open the reed door that is draped over the shower's opening without getting dirt on everything, and then I move everything into the space and begin to arrange.
Dirty clothes off and either onto the second stool that I'm lucky enough to have because I live with Anna, or if there's not a second stool, draped over the wall of the shower; clean clothes in the same place. Also, its kind of funny to note that once I'm undressed, I cannot fully stand up because the walls are not high enough to hide me. :-p
So I'm in, I'm undressed, and I'm ready. I like to start with my hair because it wastes no water to wet it. I simply place my head over the bucket and use my cup to pour water over my hair. Lather and rinse...but don't rinse into the bucket, and then its on to my face and the rest of me. It feels very satisfying to watch all that sand wash away, my feet change color from orange back to glowing white. Its also somewhat stressful though to be sure I'm budgeting my water because it is a lot of work to run out of water in the middle of a bucket shower. It hasn't happened to me yet, but I can imagine it would be a pain to either dress in clean clothes while you're all soapy or your dirty clothes while you're half way clean to go out and get more water.
So I'm rinsed and I dry off and dress sitting down or crouching and the final step in this particular process is making it back out of the reed door, getting as little sand on myself as possible. This is quite a challenge because the edge of the drape brushes right up against one of the concession walls and is always flinging dirt as people go in and out. C'est la vie dans Niger! Il ya beacoupe de sable dans le desert!

Best!