This ironing board had been at my house for just over a year – yes I iron, get over it. I found it at the dump here in Yellowknife like any other piece of junk around my house. I gave it a quick spray with disenfectant and frebreeze and was on my wait to wrinkle free shirt land.
Admittedly I don’t use it as an ironing board very often so this week while getting lost down countless rabbit holes trying to figure out how to eaily build a standup desk I came acorss the ironing board in my laundry room.
So I started taking off the layers.
Seven layers later I was down to the frame. The covers on this ironing board dated back to the 70’s. I kid you not. Look at the photo. Apparently people were just lazy enough to leave the previous cover on. There was a couple iron accidents and what also looked like a murder scene somewhere in the early 90’s. I tried not to dwell.
Anyways I needed to make the ironing board a little bit taller so that the platform was just below my elbows so it was at the perfect place for typing. After some hammering, twisting and brute force it was at the right height. Although it no longer folds down, but I do have a range of about 20 inches.
I will most likely refinish it, maybe add a nice wooden surface and enforce the legs a little more for stability.
It is working great so far though, I’m typing this on it.