What Is One Of Your Least Favorite Things To Do?

This afternoon, as I walked into my room after a decent day of work, I glanced to tfmy right, once more beholding the clothes basket that’s been sitting on the carpet for over a week. A reminder that it was long since due to do one of my least favorite things- ironing.

It’s not that I don’t know how to make my clothes wrinkle free and hang them up; it’s just a long process because I have more than a few clothes. Shirts and pants of every color of the rainbow. Casual and formal wear. If I’m being honest sometimes a laundry basket stays in my bedroom for more than a couple of days.

Some of us who work are fortunate to not have to wear a uniform to their workplace. And then there are those who are not so fortunate. As I contemplate emptying that laundry basket overflowing with my wardrobe, part of me thinks, What is the point of ironing all this when I wear the same thing five days a week for a good portion of those days. My attire for five days is a black chef uniform that has me looking like a young catholic priest, or someone out of Kung Fu film. All black five days a week. Ain’t that just lovely.

After a couple days or so the other part of me has had enough seeing that basket of clothes in front of my bed or near my closet, taking up space in my room. Day off/ after work or not, be productive you bumb, I think to myself. Get the ironing. Then there is the obvious about my uniform not being my only set of clothes I wear in this crazy journey called life.

Grudgingly, I pry the ironing board from its holy resting placed called the living room closet. Stretch out its legs and raise it up. Plug up the iron and fiddle with the heating set till she warms. Get myself a seat from the dining room to rest my backside, because I know it’s going to be a while. To make the task less boring I blast music from my phone, letting the sound echo through the room. As I go back and forth with the iron, feeling the steam kiss my cheeks, my warm clothes against my palms, I ask myself why I have all these clothes and which ones I can donate in hopes of lightening the load.

What is one your least favorite things to do? Please let me know in the comments

Have a good day, and God Bless!

By David Harris

I was born on January 31, 1992. I graduated from Austin Peay State University in December 2015 with a B.S. My major was Communications, with a concentration in Print & Web Journalism. My minor was English, with a concentration in Creative Writing. Writing is my passion. I’m a book lover. I prefer to to be called a Booklion rather than a bookworm. Why- lions are mightier.
My first love is Jesus Christ. I was raised in the Seventh-Day Adventist Church. No we are not a cult. We are Christians who worship on Saturday.
I have been stuttering since I was four, but through Christ I have persevered through it and will continue to do so. I’m not thing with Him.
Singing is another passion of mine. God blessed with me with the gift of song, which I am grateful for.

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