Ironing It Out
I am NOT a fan of ironing! There, I’ve admitted it. It’s true that things look lovely all pressed and sharp, but the effort and time involved doesn’t balance it out in my books to make it a priority.
The solution to this Martha Stewart dilemma… everyone does their own ironing in our house. If you want it ironed, then YOU iron it! And this goes for hubby as well. I don’t discriminate 🙂
So, when I happened upon his washed and as yet unpressed shirts I decided to be especially kind and give him a love gift. Thankfully, we have a slightly more modern version than the one drawn so it didn’t take quite as much effort and time as Great Grandma would have had to expend.
As I moved systematically through the shirts making each wrinkled corner look fresh and crisp again, I found myself relishing this opportunity to do a little something to ease his burden at this busy time for him. Then it dawned on me that I was being grateful for an opportunity to serve my darling dearest.
I smiled satisfied.