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photo credit: clotho98 via photopin cc

 

I have a confession I would like to share with you today. I have a hard time with the domestic side of life my life. OK, I’ll just say it. I really Stink, with a capital S at the whole domestic side of life. I am convinced my mother has a gene that just did not get passed down to me. It’s the one that rejoices in ironing. I am not joking. The woman finds ironing therapeutic. Meanwhile my husband knows that asking me to iron would require us both to be in therapy. OK, that is a bit dramatic but you get the point…

 

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7 responses to “The Me I Long To Be (Ironing Not Required) @5MFF”

  1. susieklein Avatar

    Oh my goodness, I love this post Dawn! So true!

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  2. enthusiasticallydawn Avatar

    Aw, thanks…truly it is a near and dear to my heart kind of write. I am grateful God has allowed me the ability to see myself now with eyes of grace, and also humor. I know He does. ANd thankfully he does not demand …ironing.

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  3. Sandy Denman Avatar

    Awesome post, Dawn! Love your blog, btw! :)

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    1. enthusiasticallydawn Avatar

      What fun to see you here my Arc Addict friend! Thanks for coming by!

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  4. christadelsorbo Avatar
    christadelsorbo

    I’m with ya’ sister! If I ever do iron, my man immediately checks the ceiling to make sure it’s not falling.

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    1. enthusiasticallydawn Avatar

      Oh that is a great visual- Haha! Glad I am not the only one!

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