I mean, nobody died.
Of course my beautiful cream colored shirt from Arden B that I love, love, love did not exactly survive intact. Neither did 2 of my other white shirts.
It was a laundry debacle. My shirts fell victim to a purple tie-died dress that I bought from a vendor on a beach in St. Thomas. A dress that had apparently been tie-died using a cross between blueberries, red wine and grape molasses.
I suppose I should be happy that I have a husband who does all the laundry.
A husband who has been doing laundry for decades. Who learned 25 years ago that you should never mix colors. Who should never have made such a rookie mistake costing me my beautiful cream colored shirt from Arden B that I loved nearly more than life itself.
I soaked the 3 shirts in OxiClean for 12 hours. They faded from pink to a pale purple.
A very ugly pale purple.
Divorce was an option, but Dave and I have been married for over 25 years. I considered the children. And Kevin. What kind of example would we be setting if we didn't at least try to work things out?
Marriage counseling was definitely in order. So I made a Rorschach Inkblot Test t-shirt out of one of the ruined shirts.
For those of you not familiar with the Rorschach Inkblot Test, it is a psychological test used to examine a person's emotional functioning, often employed to detect underlying thought disorder.
I decided to psychoanalyze Dave to determine the underlying reason for his decision to wash my 3 white shirts in warm water with a purple tie-died dress from St. Thomas.
I know what you're thinking. Using my formerly white shirt rather than a piece of paper for my Rorschach Inkblot Test is a bit passive aggressive. You're wrong! I simply could not find a suitable piece of paper, and my shirt was handy.
I'm pleased to report a happy ending. Our marriage has been saved.
It was truly a win-win situation. I got a spiffy new shirt and Dave got to stare at my chest while I psychoanalyzed him.
I concluded that it was not intentional. It was just a senior moment. (He is getting up there in age, you know.)
But just in case, I put the washing instructions on the back of my new purple Rorschach Inkblot Test t-shirt.
He can even read them without his reading glasses.