Sheisse....

So I did a massive load of laundry. And as I was moving it to the dryer, I saw a flash of sky blue. Yes, that Koigu-blue. The chevrolace made their way into the washer............I freaked out for a while, and then gently extricated them.

And nothing had happened. It was quite a shock to realize I had put something into which I spent a lot of effort into a machine with a propensity for eating socks, but I feel like sometimes it's better. The same way jumping into cold water is sometimes better than trying to ease yourself into it bit by bit.

So if I hadn't been a complete idiot operating on four hours of sleep, then I would never have had the courage to put my hand-knit socks in the washing machine, even after hearing people talk about it. But I did, accidentally, and so that accidental act acted in lieu of courage.

Maybe this is what people mean when they say "either brave or stupid". It all depends on whether you know what you're doing or now. (Ack, now I'm talking like I'm writing my paper.....that's due saturday and that I haven't started...)