When I was a kid my mom would get migraine headaches from smells. Things like a woman sitting nearby in a restaurant wearing perfume, smoke, our hippie neighbors’ incense, and too-strong-smelling laundry detergent were the enemy. As a result our laundry smelled like nothing. Not nothing exactly, just clean and plain, and kind of like dryer sheets. I longed for that sweet, fresh smelling laundry I whiffed whenever I was at a friend’s house. But it was a total mystery to me how they got it that way.
A few years ago I discovered fabric softener. Lavender vanilla fabric softener, to be exact, and my laundry life was revolutionized. Now my laundry smells like peace and harmony. My clean sheets make me want to burrow my head underneath. And when Anne was in the hospital all the nurses raved about how good her laundry smelled when they opened her drawer to get out fresh onesies and blankets. Fabric softener is not exactly a modern marvel. It’s been around for quite a while. But for me it was life changing. I know that sounds dramatic, but seriously, I still cannot get over how much I love the smell of my own clean laundry.
Taking this leap into the world of fabric softener has made me more willing to try other things heretofore associated with people who are somehow not like me. Take dry shampoo for example.
I read about this mysterious potion all the time in magazines like InStyle and Marie Claire. I think they’ve even mentioned it in O and Good Housekeeping. And I’m sure I saw it featured in an episode of Laverne & Shirley once. But it never occurred to me to try it because it seemed like something only Kate Hudson and Jennifer Aniston would do. But as I get a little older weird things are happening. One of them is that my hair is not the oil slick it was so easily able to become circa 1987. In fact, I don’t even need to wash it every day. Not washing your hair means minimal styling to refresh it, which is awesome when you stay at the beach too long toasting marshmallows, and then get up late the next morning. And guess what else? They sell this stuff at Meijer.
So I bought some.
And I tried it.
And I used it today.
And I’m totally digging it. Because even though the rest of my hair looks fine when I skip a day of washing it, there’s this little section in the front that can get very Professor Snape-like if I’m not careful. But so far today? No Snape. And I cut, like, 20 minutes out of my getting ready time.
Another small revolution in my life.
I’m not sure what fascinating modern marvel I will try next. But I do know that little things can make a big difference so I’m keeping my options open.