I don’t iron clothes. I have zero experience with this. I grew up with a mom who treated ironing like an Olympic sport. She loved to iron, so I let her iron all of my clothes. I have driven to her house to have her iron things for me (Not in the recent decade though as I have grown up a bit.). I am sure that she tried to teach me. I am also sure that I didn’t even try to listen as when I was a teenager I treated ignoring my mother like an Olympic sport.
Hubby used to iron all his own clothing. Then he started buying wrinkle-free clothes and I made sure to get them from the dryer in record time so I could just hang them up and not worry about it. He recently bought some new shirts from Kohl’s. He is normally a JC Penny guy, but I had major Kohl’s cash from buying my Dyson. These new shirts claim to be wrinkle free. I beg to differ.
For two weeks I have had three of these shirts hanging up, a reminder to iron them. I ignored them for as long as I could, then realized that they were not going away. I donned my trusty Domestic Goddess Apron ( it gives me confidence to try all things homey. I even canned in it last year.) and set up the ironing board. I brought the board and iron up from the basement as I didn’t want to be stuck down there in the dark, dreary room on top of having to iron and I channeled my grandma.
I thought about how all clothes had to be ironed back in the day and how my grandma with seven kids must have ironed a lot. Or made her seven kids do it…I should check on that one and put it to use in my own home! Anyway, I set up in the kitchen, turned on the iPod to U2 and got to work.
Or tried to get to work. After filling up the steam resivor, it leaked everywhere. I don’t know if this is normal or if the iron is broken, but everything was soaked. I dried it all before plugging it in as I didn’t want to do any “Death by ironing” that day.
I ironed the shirt. It looked just as bad as it had before, which is the normal to my ironing forays. This time though I got mad, I mean how hard can this be? I did what my grandma never would have thought of doing. I got out my laptop and found a YouTube video on how to iron a shirt. There are several out there. Some annoying, some helpful. One lady with a British accent was good, but she different names for the parts of the shirt and I got all messed up.
The older girls got home from school while I was ironing and looked at me in amazement. They couldn’t believe that I didn’t know how to iron. They thought it was a riot that I was learning from a YouTube video. They treated me as if I was as old as a grandma.
Their time is coming. Once I get the hang of this, I will gladly pass the talent on down the line.
All in all, I learned something. The shirts look okay enough to put in the closet, but next time they will be better. Next time I’ll try this starch thing and see how it works.
Are you an ironing queen or do you have to dust the ironing board off every time you use it? Be truthful now!