Night Flying Solo
Ok, I realize that I am the all-time champion Queen of the Dorks. It’s not like they had a contest, but if they had, I would’ve won it. And as their Queen I am frequently called upon to set the bar for dorky behavior. One of the ways I continue to fulfill this duty is to run things through the washing machine that have absolutely no business being washed. Like my husband’s wallet, including cash, receipts, and credit cards. Well, at least it got clean. After that I decided that just maybe it might possibly be important to check pockets before I put the pants in the wash. Good thing, too, I nearly washed his iPhone about a week later.
There is one un-washable item that I just can’t seem to catch before it goes in the washing machine-my son’s pull-on diapers. He is totally potty trained, but he’s a very deep sleeper so he wears them at night. I wash at least one load of kid-clothes every day; who knew they went through that many outfits a day! Monkey gets himself dressed for school and tends to leave the pull-ons inside his PJ pants. I don’t know is you’ve ever washed a disposable diaper, heck I don’t know if anybody else has ever done that, but I don’t recommend it. The diapers split open and deposit a gelatinous goo all over the clothes and the inside of the machine. Then I have to shake out all the clothes, clean out the tub, and re-wash all the clothes. Do I ever learn my lesson? Apparently not. Not only did I wash a diaper yesterday, I turned right around and washed another today!
Not that it’s his fault in any way, but I’ve decided that Monkey needs to transition away from the pull-ons. He’ll start flying solo tonight! Wish us luck, we’ll need it.
January 12th, 2008 at 12:36 pm
Yikes.
Good luck to you and monkey!