Friday, April 20, 2007

I am a lucky duck today. . .

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 reluctantly set me up with the new iron and ironing board, and then hovered a few moments, trying to decide if he should go on to work or stay and monitor the situation. I told him if he was going to stand there than he could just do it for me because I HATE to iron. He left, but only after giving me EXPLICIT instructions as to the proper use and care of his precious iron.

Truthfully, I am surprised he left- did I mention he was hesitant about allowing me to use it? I’m sure when he comes home he’ll go check to make sure I didn’t do any damage! Between you and me, I won’t tell him that it fell off the ironing board onto the carpet (just kidding!)