dry cleaning aneurysm

i nearly had an aneurysm picking up my dry cleaning.

at the beginning of last week i took a few things into the dry cleaners-- a dress who's tag boldly said dry clean only, a black cowl neck sweater from gap i was too afraid to wash on my own, a hollister sweatshirt with fur in the hood (which i feared would become mangled and matted in my washer), and a delicate blouse with beading.

having never before entered the realm of a dry cleaners on my own, i guesstimated pricing.

blouses are what, around $3? 

and a dress can't be more than $6. 

and the sweatshirt... well, that one might be more. perhaps $8.

this all appears reasonable, yes?

wrong-o!

after the associate handed me the four beautifully clean and pressed items, in a shiny plastic bag, she chimed,

"$31.06 please".

gah!
after internally gasping i thought... well, maybe i'm not that great of a guesstimater after all.

but still.... 31 bucks for 4 items? that seems outrageous.

turns out-- shirts {at this dry cleaners} are $6.30. each.

and my pretty furry jacket-- 10 freaking dollars.

i could have bought three laundry detergents for that. three!!!
or new clothes! such a better alternative.

next time i'm buying wool-lite and kickin it old school by laundering my clothing in the kitchen sink.

all i know is people who send in their panties and dress shirts are handing over a pretty penny.

might as well be like christina {grey's} and buy new underwear for the cost of dry cleaning.