But interestingly, I DID have the ability to do housework. So two loads of laundry, all the dishes, clothes put away, various other tasks got done, despite exhaustion -- they could essentially be done on autopilot, putting one foot in front of the other. Along with snapping at the children a bit more than usual, in a slightly louder voice. I ended up thinking about women a few generations ago, and how much more domestic labor they had to do, without various machines (and with several more children due to lack of birth control). And I wonder whether some of them were just too physically exhausted to pursue intellectual pursuits, even if they would have wanted to.
I wish I could ask my grandmother about it.