We're thinking about how hard our foremothers had it on "warshday." I'm thinking that it must have been wonderful to know that on Monday you could spend your day doing the laundry with no interruptions. These days, I'm lucky if I can find five minutes to sort the laundry and throw it in the "warsher" before another catastrophe. Usually, on my "warsh day," I have to take a car to be serviced or prepare for a trip out of town or pick up someone at the airport or wire money to a kid that overspent or have the house in "model home" condition for the realtor to show to prospective buyers, etc. All of you modern housewives/mothers/employees know what I mean. It is wonderful to think about a time when our grandmothers had to work so hard on "warsh day" without the luxury of a modern washer and dryer and indoor running water which makes our work so easy; but they had the luxury of a full day to do this chore with no other complications! I know I'm rambling off of the subject, but just wanted to put "the good old days into perspective." Brenda