Friday, April 27, 2012

Major Grievance

There is one thing in our house that I detest more than anything else. Yes, it involves my husband. Yes, it is grotesque. It is icky and just plain yucky. 

Any guesses?




Yes, I am talking about washcloths.

I know, I know, all of you are probably saying, "Oh my goodness, I totally agree! You are nuts," but please let me explain myself. Washcloths are disgusting!! (do I really need any more of a reason????) 

They sit there in the shower all the time. They soak up water and leftover soap from when they were used. They absorb shampoo and face soap and everything else that gets thrown at it by the water from the shower head. Because of the incredible red dirt here in Georgia (not to mention the red dirt of the softball fields husband plays on), they turn a gross rusty color after one or two uses. They also turn green and brown and black after husband plays with facepaint with his army boys. After the first use, they are never again the same texture. They dry in weird shapes based on where you place them to dry and always seem stiff and scratchy even though they are nice towel material. They never dry completely and have a weird smell because of the insane mixture of soaps they have absorbed. 

I don't understand what it is about a washcloth that is attractive to anyone. I don't understand WHY we have to own washcloths. I don't understand why husband just can't use a loofah like me. 

Loofahs are awesome. They are made of mesh, therefore they dry very quickly. They don't smell. They don't turn colors. They don't dry in weird shapes. Loofahs are obviously by far the more superior bathing instrument and everyone should have one. 

Really, why do washcloths exist? I am going to throw all of ours away and replace them with loofahs and see what happens! but I'm afraid that means I would be making a trip out to by more washcloths very soon after, so maybe I won't...

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