I’m ashamed to say it, but I just hand-washed clothes for the first time EVER.
I’m not sure if its because I’ve never really owned clothes that needed to be hand-washed; or that I never knew to check the washing instructions; or that I was super lazy and spoiled rotten.
Regardless…here goes nothing!
This is the time I chose to reapply my burn medicine to my wound, which I will now share with you all.
Misery loves company.
I kneaded the clothes kind of like I would bread.
And then –
I looked at the water –
OMG, I am that dirty? Mentally blocking this photo out for life…
I immediately rinsed that ick OFF my clothes and hung them to dry:
And to make myself feel better about how dirty my clothes were, I took a minute to check out my hotness in the mirror…
and the spring scarf the MIL gave me for my birthday: