Posted in Blessings of Habit, Homemaking, Inspiring, Sayings

Four Fun Steps to Catch Up on Your Ironing

It takes guts to admit it: I’m behind on my ironing.

Old charcoal iron.I’ve posted about this 4-step process before and now, need to read it again, to help myself remember how easily we can catch up. So here goes!

4 How-To’s

  1. Hurry. That makes it go much faster. Time yourself and see how long it takes to iron one shirt or one pair of pants. Then see if you can cut the time down each time you repeat that performance. Play peppy music to help you stay quick.
  2. Set aside time to fire up your iron every day. If you have a designated spot for the ironing board, where you can leave it set up all the time, or if you have a board that is easily stored, such as in the wall or on a door, all the better.
  3. Iron twice what your family would wear, every day. This can only lead to success. They wear five pieces daily? You iron ten. Simple math leads to simple solutions.
  4. Continue until caught up. The finish line may seem elusive, but truthfully, it’s that other word just above–“CONTINUE”–that is a lost or hiding concept for us, especially when it comes to ironing. We feel foolish? We feel tired? We feel uninspired? We should consider how good it feels to have it all done for a change. Yes.

Now, with the goal of continuing, of not quitting, of actually being caught up instead of planning to catch up someday, here are some motivators I use, to keep me reaching for that last piece in the bottom of the basket:

4 Motivators

  1. The peppy music. Already mentioned, yes, this trick not only helps me move faster, it also keeps me cheery. Sometimes I even sing along, and it helps, like a daily, longed-for music session. Trust me.
  2. Multi-tasking. Need to make a phone call?–Turn down the music and turn on the speaker phone. Need to exercise?–Leg lifts, walking in place, or knee bends all work while ironing, and can be done in time to the music. Need to watch a pressure canner?–Iron in the kitchen. Need to study the next lesson in your online course?–Turn off the music and listen to the lecture.
    Get it?
  3. Rewards. Nothing like that last ice-cream bar in the freezer to make you get the job done. You cannot multi-task with ice-cream bars. You have to get ‘er done, then hit the ice! Another reward, for me, is seeing my hubs looking as sharp as can be when he leaves the house. Has to be good for his soul, too, I think. And sometimes I reward myself with a promise to spend time with my feet up, visiting with you, my readers. And then there is the newly-won space on the laundry room floor . . .
  4. Finally, being able to get dressed without first ironing, is a huge motivator. It is such a luxury, to me, who grew up ironing every morning and being late to catch the bus. Whew. So glad those days are over.

That’s it—so easy. For me, since only my husband wears much ironed clothes, if I iron two shirts and a pair of pants for him each day, soon all is done. Now and then I insert something for someone else, but really, most of us wear no-iron clothing like t-shirts, sweats, and the softer denims. It may take a week or two, but it does work.

Now, guess what I’m about to do!

Oh, and always remember: A job well-done need never be done again.

Right? That is right, isn’t it?

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Photo credit: Wikipedia

Dad and son
Dad and son (Photo credit: narice28)

 

 

Having children does not make a rich man poor! Having children makes a poor man rich!

You cannot take your riches to Heaven with you after you die, no matter how much you may try. But if you try hard you may accomplish one day having your children with you in Heaven after you die.

 

Overheard – Kids!

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Saturday Sayings – Color

(Henry) Austin Dobson, by Frank Brooks (died 1...
(Henry) Austin Dobson, by Frank Brooks (died 1937). See source website for additional information. This set of images was gathered by User:Dcoetzee from the National Portrait Gallery, London website using a special tool. All images in this batch have been confirmed as author died before 1939 according to the official death date listed by the NPG. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The Ladies of St. James’s!
They’re painted to the eyes;
Their white it stays forever,
Their red it never dies:
But Phyllida, my Phyllida!
Her color comes and goes;
It trembles to a lily,–
It wavers to a rose.

Henry Austin Dobson The Ladies of St. James’s. Stanza 4

Oh, to be changeable but true!

How better than being permanently false!

Posted in Sayings, Who's the mom here?

Saturday Sayings: Lunchtime

English: Desolate field on Baynards Road "...
Desolate field on Baynards Road “No sun, no moon, no morn, no noon….no proper time of day….November.” (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

No sun — no moon!

No morn — no noon —

No dawn — no dusk — no proper time of day —

No distance looking blue —

No road — no street — no “t’other side the way.”

Thomas Hood (1798-1845) “No”

I am almost positive this is the description of a day in the life of a mom.

No noon? Yep. No time to eat lunch, for sure.

No morn? Not if you’re up all night, nope. No such thing.

No proper time of day? That’s IT! EXACTLY! Oh, it’s day? Oh. Okay . . .

That’s what that distant blue is, isn’t it. Hmm.

Here in these four walls,
connected by two halls,
no matter nature calls,
or if the toddler falls,
or if the baby bawls,
or carburetor stalls,
or dog the mathbook mauls:
Mom to the table crawls
And has her lunchtime!

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Wax Wanes

Sincerity

The word “sincere” mean without wax.

Really.

Well, we use it to mean believability, but “sin-” means without and “cere” means wax.

You see, long ago, when the best container for holding liquids was made of some sort of fired clay, of unknown quality and skill, it was totally easy to mess up and crack one of these containers.

Totally.

Not like having engineered, mass-produced, tempered glass, at all.

Even the vendors and potters, themselves, could accidentally cause a small crack to occur in the product.

Oops.

A rather useful way to fix this problem, back then, was to pour melted wax over it and let it soak in, to seal it, buff the wax to make it shine, and if no one noticed, you could pass the container off as whole.

Not a cracked pot.

The trouble often came, though, that when a homemaker poured hot liquid into one of these waxed pots, she would discover a leak and realize what she had: damaged goods. She might not know whether she bought it that way, or bumped it herself, unless she could observe wax floating atop the liquid.

She might not discover it until the next  morning.

She never could prove she had not waxed it, herself, though, so never could get any satisfaction, aside from spreading the news to her friends, to help them avoid this vendor.

While she might enjoy that as payback, she still needed a new pot. One that was without wax, “sincere”.

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I recently signed a letter “sincerely” and immediately thought of the word history. I asked myself: Really? Am I sincere? Am I laying a coating over cracks in my believability? Am I pretending? Is this the truth? If not, will I be discovered?

I did not answer. Maybe I did not like the answer. Instead, I wrote this post.

Safer.

Maybe I’m a cracked pot? Should I avoid all heated content? Is there any other way to fix it besides waxing it over?

Yeah.