A Lifetime of Love

I was privileged with the opportunity to use TJ’s iron. This may come as a shock to some, especially since I am the one who typically could care less if my clothes are wrinkled. I mean, I chase after 2 kids and nurse a third one all day, every day. I don’t see the point to ironing because, as soon as I’m done, my clothes are immediately wrinkled again. Usually, if I have something that needs ironed, I’ll lay it out for TJ to do when he irons his clothes. He takes care of me like that! Today, though, I didn’t decide what I wanted to wear until the last minute. TJ had already ironed his clothes and was about to leave for work. However, ironing was a necessity this morning. This particular pair of pants I chose to wear was extremely wrinkled, and I really had no other choice. As he was leaving, I asked him where I could find the iron (isn’t that sad- I have no idea where he keeps it!). He looked at me quizzically and told me to use the old one! Are you kidding me!?! He reluct...