Cold comfort

Got a new fridge a few weeks ago. This is a good thing. The old one had taken to peeing on the floor. When cats do that I have them put down. However, the job of cleaning the floor fell to me. And as I scoured on bended knee, I ruminated (okay, snarled) thus: Put a man on the moon, we can. Sent an unmanned probe to Mars, we have. But after six thousand years of technological progress, what is a woman still doing? SCRUBBING THE FLOOR, THAT'S WHAT! All those billions poured into NASA, and they still haven't come up with an unmanned probe that does housework. Now THAT would be useful. That would begin to justify the ridiculous amounts of money they suck up. Honestly, those guys are supposed to be so smart, but they can't seem to see the foolishness of looking on lifeless planets for clues to the origin of life. Since life is clearly confined to the earth, it's a safe bet that it originated here. Why not check out the historical evidence? Genesis chapter one...Come to think of it, life used to originate in my old fridge from time to time. But I threw that stuff out.