Probably should have taken the shirt off before handing her the mug...
At any rate, I was certain I would never get the chocolate out of the shirt.
I tried Shout or whatever stain fighter is in my laundry room, with dismal results.
When I was at Harmon's today, I grabbed a bar of Fels Naptha (or whatever it is called) because I had heard good things about it. I rubbed it on the stain, and then soaked the shirt in a borax solution for like an hour. It totally came out. It looked perfect. The shirt was still a bit wet, and I didn't have any laundry to dry, so I just laid it out on a chair to dry.
Enter Elise.
She picked up the shirt and brought it over to me, asking if she could wear it. I told her she'd have to wait until another day because it was still wet. Then I looked down at it and noticed that it was covered with little red fingerprints. Elise had been drawing with a red marker immediately before picking up the shirt.
I guess I get to start all over now...
Yeah, Laundry!!!
Oh, man. Gotta love laundry . . . unless you strip everyone in the house naked, it will never be done.
ReplyDeletenice. you are nice to try again...I would have called it fate.
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