I have spotted shirts and Beth does happiness pees
Not that you care about either of those topics. But I do.
When I cam back fro Key West, Beth did little happy pee on the floor. Julia got the urine odor eradicator and cleaned up t he small spot while I lugged in the suitcase.
Beth has done that a couple of times when she gets excited. Luckily, she does not have accidents in the house, Funny to call it an accident. Like the dog is thinking, "Oops...didn't mean to shit there." But we call them accidents.
My shirts seem to be a magnet for every greasy food on the planet.
If I eat anything, parts seem to plop on my chest and frequently my belly. While my shirts get dirty, my pants stay clean.
I am in charge of laundry. In. the pre MS days, Jackie seemed to work on a schedule:. We do these on Monday, these on Tuesday....you get the idea.
I operate on the "oops, last pair of underwear" principle. (Digression. I used principal and my computer underlined it to indicate the spelling was incorrect. Or maybe that was my imagination.)
When I washed my clothes yesterday, 6 of my shirts came out with spots. 6. I don't think I ate six meals since I last did laundry.
So I hauled them back to the washer and sprayed Oxi Clean Max Force on each spot on 5 of the shirts. When I picked up the shirt number 6, I discovered I was spraying them with the urine eradicator solution.
They may not come out clean, but they shouldn't smell.
Lesson learned: Read the labels!!
A big shout out to friend Carrie who replaced the blind in our bedroom window. It was nice because as easy as it looked, I would have screwed it up.
Peace and Love
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