I spent the morning setting up a background for this particular blog post! I reposted three different posts that explain my reasoning and they also explain my Mom’s clothes washing habit. I will show you all exhibit A and B and will leave you to come to your own conclusion with exhibit C which I discovered a few days ago:
Exhibit A:
This incident took place days before she moved in once she started sheltering in place with me for the pandemic. This is my FAVORITE shirt! Despite being ruined by bleach, I still wore it until it became too large for me. And this will lend itself to exhibit B.
Exhibit B:
This is my Michigan sweatshirt! This one hurt because it added to the hurt of my favorite t-shirt being ruined. Now, my favorite sweatshirt is also ruined!
I discovered Exhibit C a few days ago and I wanted to make sure it was what I thought it was! I was actually wearing the article of clothing but I lifted my right arm up to my face and licked the spot in question and unfortunately, it was EXACTLY what I suspected!!!
Exhibit C:
It was bleach. This is my third article of clothing since my Mom has been living with me that is ruined! I showed my Mom my arm and asked her what it was. She did not know but when I stuck my tongue out and licked my arm I looked at her sharply when I realized that it was bleach, she started to laugh! I explained to her that this is the exact reason why I have not used bleach for my entire adult life!
The only saving grace is that the sweatshirt is on its way out because it is getting too big for me to wear. Both of the bleached sweatshirts are getting too big for me to wear but I still wear them just in case my Mom ruins them further!!!