Sometimes it's the little things that make all the difference. S and I have lived in this house for a year now, and yet it still feels like it's not quite become enough of a complete home yet. An example - our tea/coffee station has been a veritable mess of kettle cords, toaster parking area, random things strewn around, for AGES. And now, with a simple purchase, it has become a joy to behold and made this part of the kitchen SO MUCH more usable.
Whilst my mum was in town last week, she also bought S a new iron - see, the iron we had was a $30 one I bought when I first moved to Australia 11 years ago. Uh huh. Apparently, according to the ironer in the house (S!), it was the world's crappiest iron. So my mummy decided a great gift would be one of a household appliance for him.
Cue one happy ironing man.
It's a good Phillips one, generates more steam than I knew irons were capable of, and cuts his ironing time hugely. Of course, I know all this from being a very keen observer, as I myself do not iron. My relationship with ironing is such that when S does his ironing, I look at him holding my crumpled garment with imploring eyes. AND IT WORKS. Ladies, take note!
Yup, definitely the simple home improvements and a man who irons that makes my day.