@j2019 I think there’s a few things at play here:
1. Not as many distractions. I grew up in the 80s and the early to mid 90s. There was limited technology. When I woke up on Saturday mornings, I had no phone to scroll through and no social media to check for hours on end. All I had was my book collection to distract me. That meant I was more productive to help around the house, and my mom had little to no distractions as well.
2. Kids had more home responsibilities and less activities. I was a latch key kid to a single mom. She would prep a casserole (with me helping) the night prior. When I got home from school I had to call her at work to let her know I was home and safe. Then, at 4:30 ish I was expected to put the casserole in the oven so that it would be ready around the time she got home from work and we would eat at the table. It was also expected to have my homework done before she got home and I could save anything I needed help with for her.
This also goes back to lack of distractions. I had no phone to zone out on and forget what my expectations were.
Saturday mornings were clean the house in the morning days. Again, once I was up I had nothing to distract me. I was expected to clean my room, gather all my laundry, clean the bathroom with my brother (we shared a bathroom). Once a month I had to wash down my walls and baseboards. Once it was done and inspected, I got my allowance and my mom would drive us to the mall and I would buy a new book.
I had chores during the week that were enforced. My brother did trash duty. I did dishes after dinner.
He cut the grass and once he left for college, it became my chore as well. I didn’t feel used or overworked. I understood that as a family we work together to make our home nice.
Fast forward to now - I lay in bed on Saturday mornings and read on my phone (mostly Reddit lol) for a solid hour. I don’t have “Saturday chores day” like I did growing up. We are empty nesters now so we just do whatever whenever, but I look back fondly on my structured childhood and wonder sometimes why my house isn’t as clean as when I grew up and why I feel like I don’t have enough time. The answer is in my hands.