For the last few days, I've experienced a barely noticeable, yet unpleasant smell in my laundry room. I assumed it was my cloth diapers, and figured I'd deal with it this weekend. It's a process to strip them, and I don't usually have the time for them Mon-Wed... Today, Shin called me at work because he was going to take ND to lunch and couldn't find any pants. It's raining, so shorts weren't going to work. He eventually found some, but I knew I'd put off my dirty clothes long enough, and would have to wash some little boy pants. Well, I discovered the stank was not my diapers after all. I had used a towel last week to sop up water ND had thrown out of the bathtub, and then I tossed it in the laundry basket. The towel was RANK, had soaked through numerous clothes (including a lot of little boy pants), and there was some possibly moldyish stuff. Dis. Gos. Ting.
Lesson learned. When you smell a vaguely unpleasant aroma, you *must* investigate. No one else is going to clean it up and stank doesn't resolve itself. I could have easily done a single load of laundry earlier this week and cut that right off. Now I have to wash ALL the dirty clothes on extra long, hot cycles. :-(
There's a moral in here for life and how ignoring problems makes them nastier. So, get out there and investigate your stink.
My adorbs, messy stink-maker.
