A Starburst Disaster

This comedy of errors began with the husband appropriating a package of Starburst I’d purchased for an event for one of his own events.

And this is how I learned he took the Starburst:

 

 

Obviously leaving a bag of Starburst under the washer and dryer wasn’t an option, so when I got home Oliver and I got to work.

It only took 15 minutes to recover all of the Starburst, with the help of an under-appliance duster, broom and cat.

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