Once more I have achieved it,
That seemingly impossible of tasks.
I was determined though,
Today would be the day
When I would get it done.
My wife cannot do it
Due to her ill health,
So it was down to me,
That task that never bore any pleasure,
But now I have succeeded,
And pride emanates through me.
Once more I took up my iron
And ironed,
Ironed all that was in it,
In that basket.
I emptied the ironing basket,
So proving that it does have a bottom.
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Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Just a job that needs to be done but does get put off quite frequently.
- Category: Reflection
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the dreaded ironing syndrome which i think us men have severe issues with. thanks for making the women aware we are however capable of a good job and can get to the bottom of the basket. cool write Goldfinch60/
Thanks Kevin, that ironing never seems to go away.
It may pass quicker if we have something else on at he same time - telly or radio, or some music, etc.
I thought you meant watching 'Neighbours' at first. That never goes away. We're condemned to it. I refuse on principle to watch any programme with someone named 'Toadfish' in it! heehee.
I wouldn't know, as soon as my wife puts Neighbours on I leave the room.
Try whistling at the same time just to prove that men can do two things at the same time and finally dispose of this nonsensical myth once and for all.
I have enough problems listening to music and ironing at the same time!
You've not tried dancing then?
OMG you're a born again domestic. I live alone and haven't ironed a shirt in probably twenty years. I don't even think about it. You're an exceptionally brave chap picking up one of those hot things. Great idea to write about it and love the way you present it.
It was a good job the 'phone didn't ring while I was doing it, it could have been a very 'hot' 'phone call!
Thats the old 'how do u make an irishmans ears burn - phone him up whilst he's ironing' story. It's good to see some light hearted stuff on here.
All my married friends believe in the fair division of labour. The Lady's list always includes IRONING JUMPERS - and the Men's PUMPING IRON ! That seem fair. If you are a married man and asked (God forbid ?) to iron. Turn the iron to max and melt her favourite lingerie | You won't be asked again ! The scent of burning silk is so so acrid. Joking apart ANDY | you are a SAINT - AMEN - BRIAN
Thanks Brian. I too believe in a fair division of labour the lady cooks the food, I eat it, she does the washing up - that's fair isn't it?
Thanks ANDY - Whose God is his BELLY and his wet weather friend is his WELLY ! There are many similar scenarios but when reincarnated I sill want to come back as WOMAN ! BRIAN
Listening to music helps the time pass when using the iron - unlike me I hope all was left flat and neat and folded away tidily in that empty basket my busy friend. Hope your good lady is now on the mend.
All flat, shirts and blouses on hangers, all put away. Thanks Fay but my wife is permanently restricted in her movement amongst other things,
Iron man 😉 great wee poem and great work done 🙂
Is Iron Man a superhero? Thanks Renzi.
My heart goes out to you Goldfinch!
Since we both work, there is a division of labor in our household too. I very often cook, clean, do the dishes, the laundry and the shopping, BUT we NEVER iron anything anymore. I remember my mother ironing even the underwear, but that was in a different lifetime.
Hi Fred I am now retired but when my wife was well we had a complete division of labour. When we were both working we used to get home about the same time and whoever got home first would start the cooking. Cooking to me is a passion so it is never a chore.
This is so funny Goldfinch, we have the same division of labor. Whoever is home first cooks. But the problem here is that my office is at home, whereas my wife has a commercial bake shop in town. So guess who is cooking most of the time?
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