A very special date and the last repetitive one that any of us are likely to see in our lifetimes.
On a date like this....you should really mark it by doing something amazing...lots of people got married...some apparently waited for the world to end....what did I do, you ask?
Why I ironed.....for hours....I took a short break and folded instead.....then I ironed some more....you see I had a Mount Everest of laundry...that I discussed here.
I had procrastinated long enough...I knew it could no longer be denied...I ironed and ironed until I ran out of coat hangers....which seemed like a good reason to stop....for now!
|Just a small selection of my work|
I am overwhelmed by the excitement of my life.
There once was a woman who ironed all day,
As she toiled she dreamt she was far, far away.
In some exotic locale with a glamorous life,
Far, far removed from suburban housewife.
She closed her eyes tightly the better to see,
The scene in her mind...it filled her with glee.
A beach and a cocktail...someone rubbing her feet,
Then her hand touched the iron...she let out a "BEEP"!!!
Happy 12th of the 12th of the 12th everyone!