And I suppose they’re also good for cleaning house. Judging from my past behavior, though, it’s fair to speculate cleaning will be kept to a minimum.
I’m so ashamed when someone drops by to visit unannounced and my house is a wreck. I feel compelled to explain. But no one understands that writing is respectable work. To do it enough to count means I have to choose writingwork over housework.
So the dishes pile up on one end of the kitchen while the clothes form a mountain on the other end. At least the mountain of clothes is clean. They’re just not folded or put away and we all seem to be doing just fine fishing for items on an as-needed basis 
