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The Religion of Ironing Hating |
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What is the Religion of Ironing Hating?
Well, it is fairly self-explanatory - it is making a religion of hating ironing.
When I was down on my luck, two small children to look after,
renting a house, no job etc, I took in ironing.
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- hot weather (42C), cold weather, operations on feet, bad back notwithstanding. I remember standing there at midnight on occasion to get the ironing done to be picked up the next day. It became something I loathed. |
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In the words of someone I admire immensely (my fiance),
"What is this obsession people have with flat clothes anyway?"
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I do not understand either. I mean, it's not like we are flat. Particularly some of us ladies. |
and then became so anti-ironing that some of my clothes drew comment
even at the University I was attending.
Someone said to me that I was so against ironing
I should start a new religion.
That sounded good to me as from my point of view,
a religion is formed by doing something religiously.
I hate ironing,
and I was sure I could become fanatical about it
. . . if I wasn't already.
So, here is the Religion of Ironing Hating.
. . . /continued on the next page
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