I'm just a girl, sitting in a messy house, asking it to clean itself.
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I actually don't iron and haven't in years. Kids stuff I just fold (they're still in t-shirts at school!) And T irons his own work shirts (and my work jacket and pants)
My cleaning day was yesterday, and all I could smell the rest of the day was Domestos. 
Related: ironing: why so evil? And counter-point: 
.Listen. I avoid ironing on principle because it is the key past time in Hades. I rarely now buy clothes if they need ironing. But some stuff is just too damn wrinkly to get away with, and the horror of ironing is unavoidable. 
