While I was doing all that blogging and reading posts for the A-Z Challenge, I have to admit that the housework has built up a bit. Something about me: I do not like housework, but neither do I like dirt. Ideally, I'd like someone else to do my housework, but - as my husband kindly told me - dream on!
All my adult life I have, in particular, HATED IRONING! I am not a great one for ironing anyway - things have to look like a dish-rag to warrant the touch of the iron in this house and I have mastered a 'shake and fold' system that mostly cuts out the need for ironing - BUT something WEIRD has happened...
I have started looking forward to ironing.
It makes me feel peculiar just to see those words there on the screen, but it's true.
I have discovered something about ironing: it frees my mind.
The rest of you probably knew that already, but when I was grumbling about doing it in the first place and swearing at the lead that kept getting stuck around the end of the ironing board, it wasn't the most mind-freeing thing in the world.
Somehow, I've had a couple of mellow ironing sessions - just small piles - with music playing and - WOW! The ideas have come tripping along and I've had to keep dashing off to the pad to note them down.
I took some of my daughter's clothes off the line today and actually found myself feeling happy that some of them looked awful and would need ironing. If you knew me, you would know how unbelievable that sounds.
I'm just hoping that soon I'll start finding cleaning the bathroom equally mind-freeing...
When do your best ideas come to you?