PLEASE … this is gonna sound weird, but our laundry has become contaminated with a fragrance I do not tolerate and, for reasons we cannot identify, our efforts to decontaminate are not working.
I don’t need advice (unless you are familiar with the problem and know of some new miracle product for de-stinking cotton). We’ve been doing this stuff for nearly 30 years now. It’s never been that big a deal. Annoying, yes, when a kid would come home from a friend’s house stinking of whatever they used. But we knew how to get the stuff out.
So why isn’t it working now? Not only have our clothes and towels gotten stinky, but the stink has spread to stuff that wasn’t originally contaminated despite the fact we never mixed the loads.
Dearest has been laundering non-stop for five days … and I do mean non-stop. The washer actually flashed a “don’t use me again, fool” message and shut itself down for a while. I think it was just tired. The stuff he brought up yesterday seemed better. I went to bed thinking, tomorrow for sure.
I just sniffed the latest batch, which is the same stuff I rejected yesterday. It’s been through multiple wash-dry cycles since yesterday. If anything, it smells worse. I can taste the stuff.
I’m feeling besieged. Like something malignant has invaded and is breeding its way through my very limited, very precious, hard to come by, hand made, mostly from expensive organic cotton wardrobe.
My feet are cold too. I want my socks back.
Dearest and I have both prayed. He got an inspiration about how to alter the laundry process; I got a comforting that all would be well. Today, I’m thinking … this is one of those spiritual assaults that needs more than two. So Prayer Warriors … if you would. TIA.
(P.S., to my PoliNators … my Beautiful Green Dress was, blessedly, thankfully, NOT in the wash when this all went down. I’m keeping it IN THE CLOSET until this problem is solved.)