I guess it was a Monday when the lady of the cave decided it was time to wash out the family hides.
Years ago, it was called “Blue Monday,” not because washing clothes without a washing machine was depressing, but because of a bluing agent used in the rising water.
Blue Monday still lingers in some households, but the advent of modern washers and dryers has made every day a potential wash day.
Well, it wasn’t always that way.
When I was a small boy, Mama didn’t have a washing machine, not even the old wringer kind.