Sunday, March 30, 2008

mindless

I won't go as far as to say " I enjoy mindless housework like empty-ing the dishwasher, ironing, sweeping, putting away clothes, or cleaning." That would give my beloved Carl a reason to not do the above mentioned items. However, I will say that today was the first time that I used an iron since probably middle school. No joke. The invention of that wrinkle-releaser spray was for me and people like me. Anyway, I had picked up laundry the other day that I'd left at my mom's because it was already 11pm and it wasn't dry yet. So, I picked it up. Of course it's been in the dryer for something like 18 hours by this point and most of it's wrinkled. I say to myself "screw it" and put it in the grocery bags and leave. Well, I wanted to wear one of the items today but knew it was wicked wrinkly. Knowing I haven't used an iron in something like 8-10 years, I didn't really want to break my record. However, it was a new dress and I really wanted to wear it so I busted out the iron...and I even threw down my ironing skills old school on the dining room table with a towel between the table and my dress. I did a bomb job. There was something so therapeutic for me about making all those dog-gone wrinkles disappear. So of course, I clean out my closet making bags of clothes to give to Goodwill and finding other items that needed a good ironing. By the end of it, I felt so much better. Just the simple act of making wrinkles disappear. Well and I had just purged myself of 3 paper bags of pajama pants, t-shirts, and other items I can no longer wear, so I'm sure that helped too. And I put away all my clean clothes and made our bed. So now, I'm sitting on the couch so relaxed and thankful for tasks that have become therapeutic for me...even if that means I'm doing them alone.

4 comments:

Suzie said...

I don't like mindless tasks... I HATE mindless tasks. I go to extremes to avoid mindless tasks like hiring a housekeeper and her husband to keep me from doing mindless tasks...

DG said...

I put off ironing as long as is humanly possible. Then, when the pile is larger than the doorway, I set up the ironing paraphenalia and zone out to the TV. There is a slight sense of satisfaction when done. And a slight sense of feeling sick. I. Don't. Like. Ironing.

Mike said...

This probably won't surprise you, but...I don't even own an iron!

Amanda said...

i don't iron. i throw clothes in the dryer to get wrinkles out. in extreme cases where the dryer won't work, i usually just stop wearing whatever it is. what is this spray you speak of?