Not necessarily a boring task, more of a routine one.
When the weather is good, I like to get the washing out on the line as early as possible and to do multiple loads.
When I was a child, my dad, in the winter months, used to refer to the clothes airer as the lodger. As in, it was always there, lurking in the corner of the back room.
He also used to call the airer a maiden, as in maiden aunt who never knew when to go home. Just thought I'd share that with you.