call for desperate measures.
i ironed this afternoon.
a pair of pants for air travel thursday.
i never iron….EVER…as in maybe 3 times in the last 5 years.
i’m either dressed for a medical setting
one or the other.
NO need to iron.
actually…i was a little impressed i knew where my iron was.
but i was desperate…MAJOR wrinkles in the pants. i even considered rewashing them…but decided to iron instead.
from the book of everyday life…