My mum reacted like I'd been exposed to radiation and started cataloging the clothes that been washed in the wrong fabric softener and isolating them and sending me to have an oatmeal bath. Oatmeal baths are brilliant, by way.
I had to take Benedryll to soothe down the itching and now I am somewhat spaced out. I just went to get yogurt from the fridge and got the milk instead. Then my brain decided milk=cereal so I poured myself some cereal, before realizing I didn't want cereal at all.
I am going to bed now. I hope I have clothes in the morning.