Oh Darn!

I'm wearing a new shirt that came in my "care package" from my husband's grandma. The tag was scratching me really bad. It was down on the left side of my waist on the inside just scratching away at my belly. Finally I got so irritated I decided I was going to rip it out. And rip it out I did, along with a big hole in the shirt! The threads just shredded apart and stayed attached to that tag. Darn! Earlier today I fell asleep writing down notes and I have pen markings all over the chest area of it, but I figured I could get those out. I've become really good at getting stains out of clothes! I just feel bad because I just got this darn shirt. Pooh.