working, chances are a crummy job.  yes, crummy - how many americans have non-crummy jobs anymore?  lets be honest.  we are a service economy, which means waiting on people.  and since the beginning of masters and servants, being a servant has never been viewed respectfully.  being a servant very often involves being invisible, or worse, in contact with someone else's effluvia and germs.  no, no glory in either of those stories.

doing dishes - probably by hand.  that'd be an interesting question - what percentage of homes have dishwashers?   not terribly high, i'd assume.  putting them away.  and the pots and pans, and silverware, too.

making dinner - easy, hard, good, bad, nutritious, or hamburger helper.  doesnt matter.  a lot more goes into making dinner than simply making dinner.  there is driving, and shopping, and carrying, putting away, remembering what's there and how it can be combined.  timing, preparing, wiping and wrapping and putting away.

cleaning - forget the negotiable cleaning, like vacuuming.  the laundry must be gathered, carried, sorted, put into and taken from machines, folded, sorted again by family member, carried again and put away.

kitchens must be cleaned and toilets do not clean themselves.  neither do sinks, bathroom or otherwise.

there is personal hygiene.  undressing, establishing the water temperature, standing in the stream, water in your eyes, squinting, water in your ears, washing the hair, washing the armpits, the crotch, the legs and arms if you are so inclined.  the feet, they must be tended, nails clipped, at a minimum.  shaving, at least occasionally, for most of us, daily for others.

teethbrushing - how long do we have for that?  and flossing?  with tight contacts?  its a whole freaking ordeal.

some entertainment - maybe a ride, thats the easiest, but no longer the cheapest.  otherwise, maybe throw on some slap, maybe change a couple times cause your body aint what it was and not everything looks acceptable anymore.  laugh and try to make laugh, talk, maybe kiss.  maybe make love, maybe snuggle.  maybe just wish you did, maybe just be relieved you didnt, that you dont have to do that anymore.  maybe feel wistful.

worry, worry about your parents, your children, your siblings.  rehash yesterday's argument, last year's, last decade's, last lifetime's.  curse your boss for his stupid stupid decisions.  think about quitting, and what could follow.  wonder how to pay the electric bill, and the car insurance.

straighten the blankets on the bed, fluff the pillows, toss and turn.  try to read a little, maybe, beforehand.  sleep.  wake up in the middle of the night to pee.  for the unfortunates among us, this might become a two hour loop of the last paragraph.  if you are among the lucky, you will go quickly back to sleep. 

dream.

repeat.