By the time the socks had all been sorted, the first load came out of the tumble dryer and the second load went in. “The quicker you get stuff out of the dryer, the easier it is to iron.” Charles explained as he quickly sorted and folded the bundle. “…and some things don’t need ironing at all.” he added as he placed a blouse on a hanger.
Mike was impressed by the way that Charles works. But he wasn’t inspired. Charles doesn’t stop for a moment, even when talking he’s either folding something, wiping something, straightening something, tidying something… not a second is wasted. The prospect of doing what Charlie does, day in day out from crack of dawn until everything’s done is a daunting one.
Charlie glances at the clock on the wall and since it’s nearing noon, it’s time he checked if his sisters want some lunch.