White is the new tan (and blue, and off white...)

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We have a new rule in my house. If the towel is not white, and not new(ish), out it goes. I have been plagued for years by a mismatch of towels from various stages in my life and Jeff's life as well. Worn-looking dark green towels from his bachelor days. Old white towels with blue squares on the trim from when we were staging our condo in Allston to sell it. Three sets we got as wedding gifts that yes, I can now get rid of as we approach our 5-year anniversary. I mean, really, 5 years is a pretty great run for a towel. And please raise your hand if you can even remember giving us towels for our wedding...bet you can't.

I've had this towel jumble for a while and found the perfect solution recently in a magazine -- specifically, in an article aimed at organizing the home. It suggested purchasing only white towels. They can be bleached to look super-clean and will give your bathrooms a "spa feel" (that is assuming, of course, that your bathrooms don't have hundreds of hairbands and torn up toilet paper on the floor like mine do...never seen that at the ole' spa). I know that bleach isn't great for the environment, but I figure that a few glugs a week won't hurt too much.

So today, I put Operation White Towel into motion. I purchased 4 white bath towels and 4 hand towels at Target (bath mats and wash clothes to follow). I brought them home, washed them (and glugged in some bleach, just for good measure) and now they are ready to go. We're all going to use them -- no more kid towels. Just a clean white towel for us all. And when any of them shows the slightest bit of yuck, it shall be promptly replaced. Those are my rules and all towels must obey me.

I am keeping a few old towels for "yuck" clean-up and also a blue set that is fairly new for guests. But those will be kept in their rightful places (basement and guest bath, respectively) and will not come into play in my everyday life.

Ok, then, that's all I have to say about that. Thanks for listening.