Sounds very familiar. I think mom washed on Monday, remember the old song Monday wash day is everybody happy....She didn't get a dryer until all 3 girls were out of the house, that's probably when she and dad could finally afford some long desired items. She hung everything on either outside wash lines or in the basement. If we were very good we could sometimes help put things through the ringer, but under intense supervision because she didn't want us to get our hands pinched. I forget which day she ironed, but I remember she would heat my play iron with her iron and I got to iron dad's boxers! She ironed everything including sheets. Needless to say, in some ways I am not like mom!