Domestically Challenged

I just picked up an iron today for the first time in several years.
Really.

Generally speaking, I don't iron at all. I intentionally don't buy clothes that need to be ironed.
This is kind of funny, given the fact that my sister claims that she irons almost every day.
Some genes just aren't shared.

I figure it's been at least 3 years that I've ironed anything. I know this because that's about how long I've been living with Dick. I used his iron today, and realized that it was my first time because I had to really look at it to figure out how to configure the settings.

To make matters just a tad more embarrassing: I'm not even sure that the ironing that I did today would even be considered "real ironing". I ironed some placemats that I just washed yesterday. They looked so sad and wrinkly, that I had no choice but to press them.

Does ironing a flat, rectangular piece of cloth count as actual "ironing"?