It was stupid of me, wasn't it, to think the sweater would be dry in time for me to wear it tonight? I mean, I've had things dry that quickly before, but they were small things. Not big ones, like the sweater of enormity. I've moved it to the patio, in the warm, dry air of Southern California, and it's helping, but not enough. I've gone out there several times, laid out on the sweater, and whispered into the damp fibers "Dry. Dry." But you know? It is not working.
So I think I am going at it with the blow drier.
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