Well I had a whole lot of new dreams last night. But I will tell this one for now. The other one was very very long.
I stand in front of the ironing board. A hand reaches over and adjusts something on the iron. I am ironing a yellow shirt. The colour is a deep, slightly orangey yellow. It at first reminds me of a shirt I once had, but the colour is too strong. As I start ironing the shirt the dream zooms into the pointy part of the iron. I first iron a bit of the top of the shirt, then the sleeve. As I watch the material melts, unexpectedly it does not burn. I grab the iron and look over it. The hand blocks the Iron. I push it away. The iron is set to maximum heat. I turn down the heat.