Is it just me, or is the most depressing thing ever discovering that your favorite jeans have shrunk in the wash?
You finally find a pair that fits just right. You wear them, you get compliments on them, and then finally (for matters of public health) you have to throw them in the washer. Without thinking, you throw them in the dryer (rather than, say, hanging them on a line, which will NOT result in horrific shrinkage) and… now they won’t budge over your thighs!
I’m very tempted to blame myself. To think it was those Truffle Lattes. It’s pretty unavoidable. Or the pastrami I ate last week. Maybe I just magically grew out of them overnight. It just seems so much easier to blame me than… well, an appliance. I suppose though even if it was the appliance’s fault, it was, in effect, still mine.
Please learn from my mistakes: Never dry your jeans! But if you do, be ready for the self-judgment. And try to not have it lead to more foamy chocolate beverages!
