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Does anybody know a decent method for folding and ironing fitted sheets? I can never quite get them to come out right; normally I just try to fold them into the most approximately square shape I can and hope for the best, and that works okay, but there's always the inevitable one or two that end up looking like a cross between Casper the Friendly Ghost and...well, a badly-ironed fitted sheet. As they end up stretched out on my bed anyway I suppose it doesn't really matter, but it would be nice to be able to do things properly.

I am writing this entry as I let the iron sit and do its iron-y thing for a bit. I think that our iron, incidentally, is possessed by the same thing that's living in the toilet - for the past year our toilet has routinely taken several tries to flush and, at each successful attempt, let out a banshee-like wail. It also occasionally emits a high-pitched whine for absolutely no reason, save that, apparently, of waking me up fifteen minutes before my alarm. We've taken to calling it Sheila. Anyway, our iron has a similar poltergeist - for reasons unknown to all of us, it likes to leak and/or bubble, froth menacingly and spit out some water-and-grit mixture. The latter is not as common as the former, but the former happens every time we use it. Or every time I do, anyway. I sometimes find that letting it take a little rest puts it in a better mood.

Maybe I'll start calling it Igor.

It strikes me that quite a few fairly basic household appliances around here are broken. Neesan and I have been after Dad to replace the toilet since, well, it started making that freaking noise; I don't know why my mother won't buy a new iron. She told me once, but it made so very much sense that I can't remember what she said, or even if we're still on the same reason. Our shower door's been a bit rickety from day one. The reason given on enquiry tends to be that money's a bit tight, but as we've recently acquired a new paper shredder and a bunch of clothes for my mother I'm more inclined to believe that they just enjoy the feel of having things that aren't so broken they don't work, but are just flawed enough that they can be bitched about in intricate detail. (I'm not here to judge; they work hard for their money and can spend it on whatever they like. 

Although it'd be nice not to be woken up by that high-pitched squeal anymore.)

Know what else is weird? Everybody seems so surprised at the amount of stuff I iron. I mean, they let me get away with the shirts (I wear a lot of shirts) but...I thought everybody ironed trousers and jeans and jumpers and things! It's not like it's hard, and it makes them all soft and nice and easier to fit in your drawers? No? Come on, guys, it's not like I iron my underwear or anything. Not that there's anything wrong with ironing your underwear if the mood takes you that way, as long as you can see why most people don't bother.*

I am quite unreasonably tired; I've taken on household duty while Dad is in Finland so that Mum doesn't have to worry about things and also because I don't really have anything better to do; it's been a quiet week. Projects for the month: finish Heart Thief, get some scripting done for the webcomic Jo and I want to do together and try to finish the stage adaptation of that Japanese short story that I started - something I've never done before and I'm not sure I'm carrying off with any skill, but...I suppose we'll see. (Confidential to [ profile] rionaleonhart : WHY DO YOU HATE ME WHEN I SHOW YOU NOTHING BUT LOVE?!)

I have also acquired a ukulele, and take great delight in sitting around and playing it. Badly. I still haven't quite worked out how to sing and play at the same time (any tips on that?) but at least I can make sound come out of it that isn't horrible! Yay me!

...right. I have rambled for too long about ironing, and now I should probably get back to it. Was going to do a long and involved post about my feelings and the future, but now that I've sat here for a while I don't really feel up to it. Maybe later.

*Based on no statistics whatsoever; will retract statement if it turns out that 50% or more of the population iron their undergarments, although reserve right to relentlessly mock the OCD type who actually bothered to go and check.

Date: 2009-09-07 03:01 pm (UTC)
rionaleonhart: twewy: joshua kiryu is being fabulously obnoxious and he knows it. (is that so?)
From: [personal profile] rionaleonhart
Regarding singing and playing at the same time: try playing the strings with your fingers, rather than your teeth.

Believe it or not, I don't hate you.

Date: 2009-09-07 03:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Thank you, honey. That is advice I will treasure.

I just can't seem to focus on strumming for the correct length of time and singing at the same time! I really hope that comes with practice.

Date: 2009-09-07 03:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Because ironing shirts and pants, etc., is a pain in the ass and you get about the same result for far less effort if you just hang everything while they're still hot from the dryer. And a lot of my shirts look best hanged, not ironed, anyway.

DISCLAIMER: have not done my own washing/ironing/etc. for a while now *cough*

Good luck on the ukulele xD i want youtube vids of you playing....

Date: 2009-09-07 04:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
We don't have a dryer. Most people hang out their clothes to dry them over here. Maybe it's a cultural difference?

"Shirts" here would be button-up shirts, not just ordinary tops. You can't not iron button-up shirts, and then you have to hang them up or they just get crumpled again.

You can have Youtube vids when I learn to sing and play at the same time xD Deal?

Date: 2009-09-07 06:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Jeans I don't always bother with (depends on how well they dried) but trousers and shirts must be ironed. Although my mum is one of those deeply strange people who will often iron underwear, and gets very uptight when I ask her what's the *point*. Its as if she fails at housework if she doesn't.

Although she knows the secret of ironing fitted sheets and I don't, so I'll keep the mockery to a respectful minimum.

Date: 2009-09-07 07:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
But she can't hear you!

Date: 2009-09-08 09:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]

Eh, just trying to be non-critical out of habit. And she does know how to iron sheets, which I can't do properly, which makes up for most of the other motherly obsessive weirdness...most of it.

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