Venting with a sigh
for if I'd do it in FB, it would get to the wrong ears....
Dearest male of the species did shopping, and remembered even to buy dishwashing liquid. Scented with lavender. So that every time I use it to wash a pan or something else one does not put into the dishwasher I feel I'm washing my pan with perfume. Which makes me feel not a little nauseated.
In addition I realize lavender must be the scent our dear young student upstairs has used to make her room reek of incense ... which still gives me the creeps and makes me remember teen-age angst ... so in addition to nausea I get this onset of angst.
I am using the stuff LAVISHLY - since I cannot hurt the poor dear's feelings and tell him what his help has caused...
Dearest male of the species did shopping, and remembered even to buy dishwashing liquid. Scented with lavender. So that every time I use it to wash a pan or something else one does not put into the dishwasher I feel I'm washing my pan with perfume. Which makes me feel not a little nauseated.
In addition I realize lavender must be the scent our dear young student upstairs has used to make her room reek of incense ... which still gives me the creeps and makes me remember teen-age angst ... so in addition to nausea I get this onset of angst.
I am using the stuff LAVISHLY - since I cannot hurt the poor dear's feelings and tell him what his help has caused...