This morning I saw that my wife had left the ironing board standing out where she had hurriedly used it before she left for work.
As I folded it up to put away in the closet I noticed how old and squeaky it was. I also saw how tattered the cover, how worn the paint, how OLD! This must be the oldest "tool" in our home. I don't count antique furniture, of course, but this thing must nearly qualify as an antique.
The good new is: THIS ironing board may OUTLAST US ALL!