Bad news……I have done something I swore I never would. I have bought an iron.
Does this mean that at the age of 37 I have finally admitted that I’m a grown up, boring adult? I hate laundry and I have always believed that the best way to avoid prolonging the agonising cycle of picking it up off the floor, washing, hanging, folding and putting away was not to own an iron. That way I would never be tempted to add another arduous step into the cycle.
Do not have iron – will not iron.
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