Today I join my fellow bloggers in "serving up a slice" to the Tuesday Slice of Life sponsored by Stacey and Ruth from Two Writing Teachers.
It started, well, as Monday mornings often start, a bit slow. But things picked up throughout the day. I found myself trying to finish my first parent letter before my haircut, but not enough time. Save it to dropbox . . . so I could work on it later at home.
Haircut, home, a quick dinner, throw in a load of laundry, time to work on my slice for tomorrow, planning a quick post about this year's voracious readers.
Oops, there's my phone alarm reminding me to move the clothes to the dryer. Back upstairs and time to work on the post...
Yikes, I still need to finish the parent letter! Hit the send button a bit after nine, run downstairs to hang the clothes and open the door to the laundry room to a loud clanging sound. First thought, is there a hanger in the dryer? Second thought, no, it's a tube of lipstick. In the dryer!!! If I had been downstairs, I would have heard the clanging.
Call my sister in tears. This load of clothes has all my favorite outfits from the first week of school. Everything I'm comfortable in and feel good about myself in was in this load. Sister advises me to check the internet. I google "lipstick in dryer" and this blog post pops up: Lipstick in dryer ruined clothes. Blog author advises the reader to not give up hope. Use dishwashing soap.
One hour later, after scrubbing through the entire load (every single piece of clothing was touched by Sunstone multiple times) with dishwashing soap, liquid hand soap, and stain stick (hey, if one doesn't work, why not try another? what have I got to lose?), I put the washer on cold, and head back upstairs with raw, irritated fingers to peck out this week's blog post. I'm hoping that the scrubbing and some prayers will do the trick. Teachers have no time to shop for clothes in September, and this teacher doesn't even enjoy shopping. This summer, I scored several times at end of the season sales and was so pleased to update my tired wardrobe with my several new tops for back-to-school.
And now, it's way past my bedtime, so it's off to catch some shut eye before looking at my clothes again tomorrow morning. Wish me luck! May the laundry gods bless my efforts! Only time will tell.