It takes so little to make me happy sometimes.
The washer works again, so I now have clean clothes and can quit dressing like a color-blind bag lady. Whew--there is nothing that will change your attitude faster than being faced with the prospect of a weekend at the laundromat.
I could have taken our clothes to a cleaners, of course, but the last time I took dry cleaning in, they made me sign a waiver saying I would not hold them responsible for what they were about to do to my clothes. To be honest, I thought that the reason I was taking my clothes to a total stranger so they could "clean" them for me (still not so sure about that, but that's another story) was so they didn't get destroyed by regular washing. If they're going to get destroyed anyway, what am I shelling out $75 for? A mini vacation for my suits???? So when I did go back to get my clothes, the clerk made a point of telling me that the beads now missing from my dress were actually already missing when I brought it in. Uh huh. Have you ever noticed that the more a person goes out of his or her way to tell you something wasn't his or her fault, the more likely it is that it was? I don't know, maybe I'm a little cynical here, but when a dry cleaner makes you sign a waiver and THEN makes a point of telling you that the damage was REALLY done before you brought the clothes in & that you just didn't happen to notice anytime during the 8 hours you were wearing it the day before, I'm thinking they either know they do a lousy job or have just hired chimpanzees to run the machines in an effort to save money.
Or perhaps not being able to buy anything new for 90 days makes me just a little cranky......
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I had a dry cleaner tell me that the reason my newly shortened pants were uneven at the bottom was because my legs were uneven, as he tugged at them to be even while lying on the table.
Funny, that didn't seem to be a problem with any of my other pants in the whole history of me wearing pants, and yet still, I didn't get my money back and had a ruined pair of pants on my hands. Sigh.
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