When I was a kid, my Mom had an old Maytag wringer washer to do the family laundry. If you don't have a clue what I'm talking about, here's a picture. I would beg to help her on washday but she rarely said yes. It wasn't that I was a perfect kid, it was summer and I was bored with having "Nothing to Do!" They were a bit dangerous, I can remember having my fingers pinched in the rollers if I didn't watch carefully as I passed the clothing through. It did a good job of washing clothes though. Mom used Fab detergent and bleach on practically everything...no dirty clothes allowed on Mom's watch! That washing machine lasted a long time. In fact it's still in storage at the farm, waiting for someone to restore it's beauty. I don't think anyone would ever choose it over a modern hi efficiency washer with digital controls that add detergent, pre-wash, cleaning boosters, and have a zillion cycles, even steam. But for Mom, it worked just great.
She did wash on Monday, only Monday. It would be two or three loads and we were a family of four. Mom would hang the clothes out year-round. That meant snowy winters in Missouri, she would put on her snow boots, gloves and wool headscarf and brave the cold temperatures to hang out clothes. When she'd bring the wash in at the end of the day, the shirts and pants would be frozen stiff. She'd stand them by the wall and in a few minutes they would "slump" to the floor and she'd laugh and say Old Man Winter slipped out of them! No complaining about her cold hands and feet, not to mention the extra work required to put out that big wash.
It's just the two of us, my washer holds twice as much and I wash practically every day. Can you explain that to me?