We bought a Magicloth. To be specific, the store was running a special so we ended up owning a bundle of approximately 20 square feet of Magicloth plus the Magicloth mop. We have all sorts of reasons for needing ‘em– for example, it is raining inside our bedroom thanks to some shoddy drywall maintenance. But I must admit the real selling point was that the guy promised that one could handwash a sweater in the morning, use Magicloth to dry it, and wear it that night. My Anthropologie Capelet has been a-blocking on the Magicloth for six hours. It’s… almost dry. Almost.

Addressing my darling three readers in a nearly-direct fashion, it’s been a lousy time to start a blog. First, the obsolescence of floppy disks really frosts my cookies. I have a Strong Bad sense of cutting edge technology, and this means my camera stores photos on floppy disks. It’s really hard to find a USB floppy drive! So, casual photos of the three sweaters, scarf, and two pairs of socks that I’m working on are just not to be had. Second, holidays. They’re all about secret projects! Hooray!