Contrary to the old nursery rhyme, this week's wash day was Thursday with folding, ironing and mending all rolled up into Friday. I actually find it satisfying to have a visible pile of work for the day that disappears as it gets done. Most of the time it just doesn't happen. For instance - teaching- seeing my pile of information disappear as I tried to impart it to the students would have been very disconcerting. Parenting, ditto, "Sorry Peanut, Mommy's pile of songs and nursery rhymes is all gone. We'll have to wait for the next delivery."
Best luck to everybody this weekend with housework, yardwork, present making and other seasonal delights!