Again on day four I prayed, “Thank you so much for dishes and laundry!” although John won the battle and now owns both jobs and verbally slaps my hands if I put dishes away.
I’d discovered their charm and joy, as many artists and writers have. They’re a hammer on a  thumb to make a bad head ache feel better. Both jobs are quicker and easier with the added beauty of being a never ending pleasure.  nancymauerman.com