There are not dirty clothes strewn all over my bedroom now. No, there are clean clothes in a semi-orderly heap in one corner (they're being folded and put away, bit by bit).
The bedclothes are all nice and clean. Oddly,
lyricagent and wurmfood both seemed mystified when I mentioned that my pillows needed a bath- you'd think I had explained in great detail about the second head I had grown and reached to hike up my shirt while asking if they wanted to see it.
The frustrating part is that it seems that no matter HOW LONG or HOW HOT you tumble pillows for, they're Never Quite Properly Dry.
They're sitting next to the heat outputs on my computer right now, getting a bit drier.
I suppose I will give them another go'round in the dryer tomorrow night when I escape Late Christmas with the 'Rents.
The bedclothes are all nice and clean. Oddly,
lyricagent and wurmfood both seemed mystified when I mentioned that my pillows needed a bath- you'd think I had explained in great detail about the second head I had grown and reached to hike up my shirt while asking if they wanted to see it. The frustrating part is that it seems that no matter HOW LONG or HOW HOT you tumble pillows for, they're Never Quite Properly Dry.
They're sitting next to the heat outputs on my computer right now, getting a bit drier.
I suppose I will give them another go'round in the dryer tomorrow night when I escape Late Christmas with the 'Rents.
(imagining self running around the office shrieking 'MY FACE SMELLS LIKE CHEER DETERGENT')
I can only assume that people who don't wash pillows grew up with unwashable feathery ones, or something. Or don't drool on them like I do.
Plus then they're fluffier.