You may not be aware of this...

but I'm not the most domesticated person. 

I don't like cooking, but since I need to eat to continue living I do the bare minimum when it comes to food preparation.  Now given, this is because I choose not to cook.  It's really just not that fun for me.  I'm sure if I wanted to I could do so without causing me or anyone else any major illness. 

And while I do get some joy out of laundry, it really is the sense of accomplishment that comes with having it done and put away and also with the knowledge that for a week or so I have an abundance of clean clothes.  

(There is some method to my madness here, so stay with me people!)

Maybe you should sit down first before we continue.

I went shopping today.  And I bought...an iron!  

Ok, I know that it isn't really that amazing, but
considering I've based my decision on whether or not to buy an article of clothing in the past on what kind of care it needed, this is a big step for me.  Before, if a shirt was dry clean only or required ironing it was an automatic no for me.  I didn't want to put that much effort into my clothes. 

But I bought a cute little cardigan a month or so ago and while it didn't require ironing per se, the bottom tends to curl up after coming out of the dryer, so an iron seemed like the only logical solution.

I'm sure you'll be pleased to know that not only did I not burn the clothing, but I didn't burn myself either!  

It's all baby steps on the path to change.