I spent a couple days last week, pulling out fall/ winter clothes. And putting away light breezy summer clothes.. And with that job, came lots of washing and ironing... As I stood at the ironing board, really dreading the big basket of over flowing clothes, I thought about the ladies of old. Many of them, had to go haul in water to wash, and heat a "heavy iron" from the cooking stove , to iron the families clothes. It would be a definite all day job.
Wow.... Now why should I be complaining about my basket of ironing... Not only did I throw them in the washing machine , turn on the button and let them wash "by themselves"... But , I turned on an electric iron, that got hot all by itself.. It is very light weight. So .. I must remind myself.. My overflowing basket, is not so bad after all..
As I thought of my grandparents and their ways... I ironed away, and in no time, my much dreaded ironing basket was EMPTY!!!
I once took my whole basket of ironing, my iron and my board to a friend's house and we talked while we ironed. That was my favorite ironing session.
ReplyDeleteBlessings,
Laura of Harvest Lane Cottage
Laura, that would be so fun.. Now me and you need to live next door to each other..We could take turns ironing at each others house, while we talked away.. smile
DeleteThat sounds wonderful to me. I could build a whole neighborhood of wonderful ladies I have met through blogging!
DeleteGod bless you dearie.
Laura of Harvest Lane Cottage