Every packed lunch and clean shirt you grew up with was somebody’s time.

Care at home usually arrives as finished work, with the effort already hidden. A sandwich wrapped and waiting, a shirt folded and dry: each one was minutes somebody spent and cannot get back. Because it came steadily it looked automatic, and steady care is the easiest kind to miss.

Pick one of those quiet jobs this week and do it start to finish without being asked. Then tell whoever usually does it that you noticed how long it actually takes, because nobody ever tells them.