Today it is raining. Drip. Drip. Drip.
I guess I need to tackle that pile of ironing I have been avoiding quite successfully for weeks.
In fact, if I look at the pile in a certain way, I can't even see the ironing board.
So, does it really exist?
I could just pretend I am a slob for a while longer.
Ho Hum! I guess I will just have to get off my duff and get it done because in reality it isn't who I am and it is making me CRAZY!
And that isn't just because my dear husband has started using it as a place to put his clothes at the end of a day.
And, I did tell my favorite Aunt this morning that I needed to get off the phone so I could get to it.
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At our house ironing = a damp washcloth and a few minutes in the dryer!
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