When we were newlyweds I LOVED ironing, especially my hubby's shirts! It was such a picture of domesticity for me - an expression of love from a caring, thoughtful wife who was also an excellent homemaker! I lovingly buttoned the top and the third button of each shirt and hung them all in the the same direction in his side of our closet. I ironed everything: sheets, pillowcases, dresses, slacks, tablecloths - and even dishtowels - until I read that ironing flattens the nap on the tea towel and makes it less absorbent! Well, of course I didn't want that! So I gave myself permission to stop ironing tea towels! Loved when fitted sheets came out and I stopped ironing those! I did take them immediately out of the dryer and did fold them - all four corners into one - into a smooth package - all facing the same way. Loved when my linen closet looked like beautiful shelves in a fancy store!! Oh, what fun!
Nowadays????? I absolutely HATE ironing! I have no idea when the joy left me - I think a couple of decades ago! I do however make sure I hang up hubby's poly-cotton shirts as soon as the drying cycle is done! If something should still be wrinkled, I wet a small face cloth, throw it all back into the dryer and in just a few minutes, the wrinkles have disappeared and I don't need to haul out the ironing board and the iron. Oh, oh, - there goes the buzzer! Gotta get that load!