A Domestic Goddess, I'm Not

I washed my new bedding tonight - the sheets, pillow cases, shams and the bedskirt. The comforter is too big for my stackable dryer.

I'm not sure why I bothered except to clean them up as they came out of the dryer completely wrinkled. I thought, oh well, I'm not washing and drying everything again in smaller batches so I assembled it all despite George's help.

It was only after I was completely done did it occur to me that I could have ironed everything.

No, I'm not taking it all off and ironing it either. It was an easily dismissed thought.

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