Just another maggot Monday

When I wrote my blog on Globophobia, I mentioned that things rarely go right for me. It's more like I am constantly confronted with irony. Terrible, yet strangely funny irony. Well, today's horrible ironic moment came way too early, and was way too traumatizing to be funny. At least for a long time.
So the other day I hand-washed my boucle sweater and laid it out flat to dry. Just like any other laundry week. Now, as a disclaimer (and in my own defense...), my house is clean. I like a tidy home, and spend more time than I should cleaning it.
Soooo....when I saw something white against the deep blue of my sweater I figured it was an unnoticed tuft of cat hair, a feather, or some other random piece of fluff. But no!
Do you know what it was!? Do you know? It was a big, fat, disgusting MAGGOT. Oh, yes. I barely knew what it was because I hadn't seen one since accidentally digging up my dead rat when I was a child. But there it was, inching it's fat body out of the knitting of my pretty blue sweater. I had to withhold my gag reflex as I tried to remove my sweater without taking my eyes of that gooey white thing.
So, WTF? Really! As I sat on my bed, in shock, I started to believe in God again as I decided there was not any possible way for something like that to be in my home, let alone inside my sweater. He had to be having a good laugh at my expense.
I feel gross. Really, really gross. I had to take another shower, and I still have the creepy-crawlies. Plus, now I am out a pretty blue sweater. It'll be awhile before I can where it again. But can you blame me? Ewwww.....