DID YOU HEAR ME GASP?! I literally did, quite involuntarily, upon reading your response. Seriously, this is quite a breakthrough for me. I mean, I understand what you're saying, but now I also understand why I was so offended that my SAH SIL did not do my brother's laundry. We had a wringer washer and no drier when I was growing up, and my dad and my brother and I did ALL the other household chores - making school lunches, cooking, mopping floors, grocery shopping, vacuuming, outside, painting walls, etc., but mother (who worked fulltime outside the home since I was 2) washed and ironed the clothes, and I helped. It wasn't a throw things in a machine and come back when they're done done task. Every piece of clothing was passed thru the wringer 3 times, along with swishing it around in the water (at least 2 rinses), then hung on the line, then taken down, then ironed, folded, stacked, THEN put away. And we wonder why we're fat now?! I'm tired just reading about it! Not to mention scrubbing dirty collars and cuffs by hand with cold water and Fels-Naptha soap, then again with Ivory soap so it smelled nice. I sound like the crabby old man on Saturday Night Live. THAT'S doing laundry! And we liked it!