Domesticity

I am reminded once again that domesticity is not my forte.

I washed a load of white clothes the other day and, as an afterthought, pitched a royal blue dress that is several years old and should be over the sharing color stage. I never thought it bled in the first place. I've been known to wash a colored dress with whites every now and again, and it's always worked well for me. Not this time. The majority of my whites are now a lovely shade of slightly blue. *sigh*

Yes, Martha Stewart I am not, which, at this point in her life, is a good thing.

Guess I'll just stick to my debits and credits.