In praise of

Laundry is not something which normally moves me to rhapsodic elogy, but...I am a happy consumer this morning.

Tee shirts are the staple of the lad’s wardrobe. He collects them from far and wide and then rolls around in the dirt in them during cross country practice. Yes, rolls around in the dirt doing exercise before the running part. So, these tee-shirts are a constant challenge. Usually, I manage to keep them looking pretty white and bright, but then he compounds the challenge by slopping mustard or tea or some other unknown stain down the fronts. There seems to be a limit to what I can get out of the fabric. And so, with a wad of tee shirts nearly relegated to the rag bag, I stood by the washing machine a couple of days ago, idly reading the new box of Biz that I bought last week. It said it would get out stains that nothing else will touch. More or less. That’s a big claim. But, I figured, what have I got to lose except a few minutes of my time.

So, I mixed the Biz with some water, into a thick paste, and smeared it on the stains. I tossed the shirts aside and forgot about them for a couple of days. Last night I threw them in the washer with a bunch of other whites (hot water) and let them swish.

Wonder of wonders, every last one of the stubborn stains disappeared. Not a trace. Laundry hasn’t excited me this much in years!