‘Cause I do, and I want to know how many others out there I can commiserate with.
At the end of this post, a poll. But first, what the hell I’m talking about.
And good grief, I have been ending a lot of sentences with prepositions lately. I don’t have the energy to reorganize my syntax. Do you have a position on that? Maybe I’ll embed TWO polls, like, crazy.
So, back to my illness. I iron napkins. And sheets. And pillowcases. Sounds like a sickness, right?
RD Husband has been trying to convince me that I should stop. Not only does it take up enormous amounts of time I don’t really have, it ends up backlogging the laundry. Because of the first problem, I often can’t find the time to iron, so I just let the sheets and napkins sit in a laundry basket in the corner of my room for… well, if I’m honest, weeks at a time. Once, I opened up a sheet to iron it and there was a dead spider in it. The spider had actually crawled in there, lived out its entire spider life, and passed on to spider heaven, all before I even got around to ironing. So, it’s a problem.
Let me show you, though, in my defense, why I iron this crap.
First, a pillowcase. Without ironing, the hem is all wonkified. I can’t stand having a pillow under my head when the case won’t lie properly. Exhibit A:
How much better is that second photo? Phew, it calms my nerves to look at its silky smoothness after ironing.
Then, there’s the napkins. Exhibit B:
I know, I know, we’re just going to dirty these puppies up and throw them back in the laundry, but wouldn’t you rather use the nice, flat napkin?
Really, though, it’s about more than the look while you are using the item. A large part of it is about storage. It’s much more difficult to fold and keep neat a wrinkled up piece of fabric. Witness, Exhibit C:
You see how much more organized my napkin drawer looks with the ironed napkin?
Of course, don’t get me started about the sheets. Finally, Exhibit D:
In defense of my sickness and my attempt to moderate it, I will say I don’t iron the entire sheet. Just all the edges. That way, I have even edges to match up when I fold it. How are you supposed to fold the edges together when they are all creased up in a wad? Sometimes, on the king sheets for our bed, I’ll only iron the top hem, because my other pet peeve here is that I can’t stand pulling covers up to my chin with a wrongly-creased sheet. Or trying to make the bed when the top of the sheet can’t even lay flat. Who can do that?
So, dead readers, that is my question to you: who can do that? Do you have ironing sickness?
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Now, onto the grammar issue:
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Loving this post — I think it’s non-ironers who have the disease!
But true confesh: My ironing to-do pile has sat around so long friends have commented on it, and I’ve LIED and made up more recent usage, claiming I had ironed, used and rewashed linens rather than admitting they’d been sitting in my ironing basket for so many weeks.
Why can’t you buy mangles/wringers anymore? I grew up using one, and it was so handy.