Do you know one of my absolutely favorite things to do?
I love it. I calms me. It relaxes me. It gives me a satisfying high like few other things in my life.
It has always been this way. Since I was old enough to prove myself responsible with certain small appliances, I have loved to iron.
I can remember standing in my grandparent’s basement, watching Disney’s Robinhood, pressing and folding cloth diapers over and over and over. Humming along with Little John’s “oodalolly, oodalolly, golly what a day!,” hot iron in hand, I was content with my mindless task.
I think that even at the young, innocent age of eight, I took pleasure in seeing something so dishevled (say, a wrinkled dishtowel or handkerchief) turn into something so pristine. Admit it – even if you hate ironing, isn’t there something therapeutic about running your hand over a freshly pressed piece of linen, nary a crease in sight?
Because the task itself is mindless, I tend to let my thoughts wander, and seem to get some of my best praying and soul searching done when I’m behind the ironing board. When I’m feeling anxious about something, I tackle an especially tricky job – like a fitted sheet. (I’m serious!) Even if my problem isn’t any closer to being “figured out” by the time I’m done ironing, at least I will have blown off a little steam (I promise, that pun was NOT intended) and I feel in control.
How about you? Is there any household chore that most people despise that you actually enjoy? I’d love for you to share your “quirks” with us!