I Hate To Be Rash

Ok...so...I have a rash.
I will spare you all the gory details and I didn't take any pictures so you are safe there. But just know it isn't what we would call pleasant.
If you are like my friend, Katie, and you throw up at the thought of someone having a rash...I'm sorry.
But if you are like the rest of America and it just kind of grosses you out, then bare with me.

So through deductive reasoning and a small amount of Internet research I think I am allergic to fabric softener. Not too scary, and easy to fix.

Since everything is so dry here and the static is off the charts I thought it would be a good idea to start using fabric softener. I don't know why I thought this would be a good idea considering the last time we used fabric softener it put purple stains on all of our clothes. But I ignored my gut, and went with it any way. And where did it get me? With a rash rewashing all of my clothes. Super fun. Laundry is so fun any way, so you can imagine how fun it is to wash clean clothes.

But I learned something. When the temperature doesn't get above 50 degrees during the day, and you only leave your house every two days you really limit how many outfits you wear. So rewashing all my clothes wasn't all bad.

I don't know why I am telling you this, besides the fact that this is what has been happening in my life the past few days. And to warn you against the use of fabric softener.

Like always...you're welcome.