I am not domestic.
I do not necessarily love ironing.
At the same time I want my home to be neat and welcoming and I like the feel of my PJs, t-shirts and sheets ironed more than wrinkled. I do Rick's too because I want him to have the same pleasure.
Thus I clean, neaten and iron.
Our flat came with an ironing board.
It was narrow and wobbly.
My cheap heart never wants to replace something that works.
However, once we got Sherlock, I was afraid he'd bump into the board and be seriously hurt if the iron fell on him.
My solution was to wait till he slept or was out for a walk with Rick to iron.
My husband had a different solution. He bought a new ironing board, one color-coordinated with the flat. It included the rest, which makes it safer. It is also is wider making ironing easier.
I was raving about it to my husband not just to let him know that I appreciated his thoughtfulness. I felt like I was doing some kind of advert as I listed the board's merits, and a bit silly.
But when I went to bed last night on clean, ironed sheets in clean iron pjs, life was good.