when we bought our last house, there was a pump room/laundry room in back of the kitchen and in the attic there hooks for clothesline to hang on a bad day. we later learned that once a week a laundress came and did the laundry and a live-in 'country girl' hung everything up outside. when the weather was bad, the girl had to climb three flights of stairs to hang clothes in the attic from clotheslines.
those girls came to town to put money away for marriage and to meet a town boy.
i'll keep my own life, thanks. wouldn't you?