When I was young, Thursdays were painful.
Thursday evenings were for household chores.
Mum made sure our home was dusted, vacuumed, and cleaned before bed.
But come Friday evening, and Saturday morning, and even stretching into that cozy Sunday afternoon, our home was clean and we were comfortable.
The hard work done on Thursday meant there was no backlog of chores looming over our heads throughout the weekend.
I’m grateful to Mum for her innumerable lessons, but ‘doing the hard things first’ is one I specifically aim to remember and put into action each day.