At home we had an iron and also the matching or necessary ironing board. My mother used it to iron the clothes, especially my father's shirts. I had respect for the iron because it was so hot. And indeed: you want it to be really hot, but you also need a good grip so as not to burn yourself - which can end badly. I myself have always enjoyed ironing. One thing that always bothered me, though, was that the cable got twisted. I could do whatever I wanted - this cable was always twisted and dirty and so it always got in the way - which sometimes really annoyed me. That's right. There seem to be such constellations or things in life that we know exactly what they are and still can't manage to change them, despite all our efforts. Today I think there is only one thing that helps in such cases: cheerful composure.
I wish you an extraordinary day!
