Dear English Gentleman,
I’m a marketing manager at a high-powered tech company. As you can imagine, this requires working long hours and by the time I get home I’m exhausted. Nevertheless, I like to take care of my boyfriend, which means that often after work I’ll do the cooking, clean the dishes, and in general keep the apartment where I live with him tidy. None of this is a problem, and he often pitches in to help, but after doing all this I often find that I still have a mound of ironing to do. No matter how I ask him, he refuses to help me iron. I mean, it takes me over 3 hours to finish his shirts, trousers, t-shirts, underwear and socks, in addition to my own dresses, blouses, panties, scarves and other accoutrements, so you can imagine what a momentous task that is, to iron both his stuff plus mine, on top of everything else I have to do. Needless to say, I feel a little bit underappreciated. Please help!
This is an answer of two halves, namely your ironing and his ironing. Let’s begin with your ironing; we will put his ironing – metaphorically and physically – to one side. And leave it there. Ironing certainly has its place, but follow this simple piece of advice: do iron your blouses, but don’t iron your panties / underwear. This will give you back a little bit of your time for yourself. Now, back to his (or anybody else’s) ironing. One simple rule: don’t. If this seems harsh, it isn’t. You are not his mother. It is likely that your boyfriend expects his clothing to be ironed because his mother ironed his clothing. If your boyfriend still wants to have his clothing ironed then he knows where to take it. Or, preferably (and this is what the gentleman would do) he can iron it himself. In any event socks should not be ironed: life is too short.