Well, he was at the laundry again yesterday. We had a house full of guests over the weekend (which BTW meant no time to shop for buttons. Shalom is still without closure) and Monday, Family Day, my niece wanted to ski all day! Her parents don't ski, so Aunt Brenda and Uncle Fred are her ski buddies. But since we don't do all day! anymore, shifts were in order. I took the morning, Fred, the afternoon.
Kind, loving soul that he is, in the morning, while I skied, Fred worked his way through the mountain of sheets and towels that were added to our normal laundry. Gave me a hand so to speak. I knew immediately, when I entered
Remember this vest?
I had left it in the laundry room waiting for the time I might have a few wool sweaters to wash with Eucalan. My immediate thought when I came in the door, was
" What's my vest doing on the drying rack"?
Then, "Fred wouldn't have washed that, would he?"
Then, "Is that damp?"
Then, "Oooh Nooo."
The good news is he was astute enough not to put it in the dryer. The vest appears not to have shrunk too much. But one of the yarns is Patons Classic Wool. Known for it's felting properties. A bit more drying time, a few weeks to work up the courage to try it on, and then I will know.
I think the saying is " It's the thought that counts."