Friday, October 30, 2009

Eureka... part deux

I promise that this is the last time you'll have to read about my intimate apparel.
Or my bosoms.
For now anyway.

Remember my bra?
My favorite pink bra?
The one I couldn't find...so in order to go to Costco on Monday, I had to settle for an older, less favorite one?
Which is now too big.
I can now use the extra room in the too-big bra cups, to carry small cats around in now.
Thanks to Robynn and her bloody "30 Day Throw Down".

Well.
For the last few days, I have been smelling a nasty smell.
Not the cat pi** smell, but something far riper, and heavy... and grey smelling.

Like dead mouse or possum in the walls or roof.
A very vomit inducing smell.

A combination of rotted, dirty, fungus-riddled feet and 10 year old unwashed boy bum.
Mixed with a whiff of spoiled head cheese.
Very nasty.

So today, I decided to tear the laundry room apart and scrub everything within reach.
Just in case I needed to call one of those men who come and remove dead animals from the attic.

It's bad enough to have rotted animal smells wafting around, but I wanted the poor man to be dazzled with the cleanliness of my laundry room and think that I was an immaculate housekeeper.
Who just happened to have a dead animal in my roof.

Through no fault of my own, of course.

So I scrubbed.
I polished.
I washed shelves and lined them with new paper.
Arranged everything back on said shelves in a very eye-appealing manner.
Suzy Homemaker, am I.

Only the smell still lingered... and by now, it had me dry-retching.
But I was determined to finish the job, so I could go outside and draw in great draughts of fresh air.
So I finished with the walls and shelves, and got down on my hands and knees to scrub the laundry room floor.

Because the opinion of dead-rat removing men is very important to me.

After everything was finished, I opened the washer to throw the used rags inside, for a good soak.

And discovered dead rat in my washing machine.
Big gray lumpy bugger it was, with clouds of greeny-yellow gases of decomposition wafting from it.

Only it wasn't a rat.

Hello, soggy, smelly, definitely moldy bra... and assorted other unmentionables.

I wondered where you had gotten to.

Rather than throw them in the garbage bin, for the neighborhood dogs to find and share around the district, I'm giving them a good soak... in that laundry brightening stuff.

Fingers crossed.


Disclaimer:
Rather than waste my precious holidays washing untold am'ts of laundry, I did one big trip to the laundromat on Tuesday, doing all my towels, bedding, and clothes.
I'm really not all that slovenly.
Honest.

13 comments:

Katidids said...

NOTHING! smells worse than laundry left in the washer! Oh, I hate that it makes me gag!! Makes me gag just thinkin about it! Well, at least your laundry room is nice and clean now!

Marjie said...

I hate it when my dearly beloved leaves the laundry in the washer. Laundry is his self-chosen housework. Glad you found your rat

Lil Mama said...

No if you were a lucky lady like me you would have your very own washer and dryer right next to the bed where you get to sleep every night. I try very hard not to forget clothes in the washer. It makes for a very unpleasant sleeping experience.

Angelena said...

Yeah - you found your bra!! tee hee!

Roslyn said...

My friend on one of her African mission trips found a rat in her toilet..... it was alive!
Well, I'm relieved it was your undies & not possie or a rat!
I think I would have to kill the cat.................

Robynn's Ravings said...

Hope it all comes out in the wash, as it were. So many of my problems start with laundry that I've decided not to do any.

Robynn's Ravings said...

P.S. Katie, thank you for all your loving words and kindnesses to me. You are SUCH a sweet friend, stinky bra and all!

Pam said...

Oh, how funny! This is why I always give my washing machine and complete looky look after I'm done with the laundry.

Nancy M. said...

Eww, that is an awful smell! I hope it comes out, especially since that is your favorite bra!

Sooziebelle said...

Well just thank heavens that it wasn't Neil's socks or undies in there, as you would have had a crop of mushrooms growing by now. :-)

Kathy said...

That was so funny. I was expecting something vile to be found in your attic and here it was your unmentionables in the washer. Hahahahahahaha!!

Homestay Mama said...

Yeah, I know that smell you're describing! I have a front loading washing machine with no drain hole in the rubber rim around the tub opening, so it gets that moldy smell when I don't have time to wipe it out with bleach water. And then pretty soon that smell wafts its way into the rest of the house. Yuck! I rue the day I bought that horrid front loader.

Did you manage to get that smell out of your bra?

Becky said...

I have to agree that is one icky smell. However I was just outside with the little dogs and I think something died around here. In someones elses yard I hope. Just waiting for the buzzards to start circling overhead when they catch wind of it. If it's not in my yard I'm not going looking for it.


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