I used to do ironing for people in the congregation when I was a young teenager (ala slave labor, only since I got 10 cents a garment after awhile I started making some pretty decent money for a 13 year old. However, I have a strange phobia of ironing boards to this day strangely enough.) Since a lot of them were either elderly or pioneers and didn't have the time or the energy to do such things, my parents thought it was a nice way to help out and I got to make a little bit of 'spending' money out of it. However, I would have nowhere to go to spend the money that wasn't on the approved list so I ended up saving it up. :)