That was back in my apartment days. Back when laundry day was once a month (yes, I had too many clothes) back when I had to haul a van full of clothes to the laundromat and fill every empty machine I could find. It was a whole day task and I did nothing else.
Now, it's different. I have my own house, I have my own washer and dryer. I don't have to spend $$ or make a special trip. I hate laundry. It's gone from being a day's worth of work to being a never ending cycle that drowns me in mountains of clothes.