A decent iron is always a joy.
At the tender age of 10 I was taught to iron by my mother. Over the next few years she also taught me to cook, saying that if I could iron and cook I would be an attractive proposition for any woman.
I make no comment about that but I have always ironed my own clothes, and most of the time I do the cooking in our house - except cakes, my wife can beat me hollow at that.
I hope that you and your new iron have a long and happy life together.