How did women farmers do this?

My garden is kicking my butt right now. It actually isn't the gardening alone--that, I could easily handle in  a half-hour per day. But when you have fresh produce, you need to cook from scratch, and you need to clean/hull/chop, and you need to preserve, and you need to run pies and food over to neighbors and relatives because you can't possibly eat them all. You invite people over for meals so someone else gets to enjoy your produce at peak flavor and nutrition, and you need to clean the house before they come and clean up after they leave.

I'm amazed at the women on farms who did this for decades while also raising eight kids. Seriously, how did they? I'm surprised they weren't all dead of old age by 35 or so.

Add the (useless, time-wasting) lawn to this with mowing and weeding, and the (purely decorative) flower garden and the weeding and mulching of it (I can't claim to be deadheading or doing any other task with the flowers because I simply cannot keep up!), plus all the dirt, leaves, and whatnot I end up dragging in, leading to more floor-cleaning, and it becomes at least a half-time job.

I put in the fall garden again, this time covering it all with tulle (bless that tulle sale. It was the best garden purchase I made, $10 for a bolt of tulle, which is saving my tomatoes and seedlings from birds). Let's hope this time the little seedlings grow up! If it works, I'll have eight kinds of lettuce, mache, and spinach for green salads (which I've missed since June), plus kohlrabi, beets, kale, and carrots.

In 2 weeks, I'm pulling up one of my big black tarps which I used to kill grass, and I'm planting in three kinds of radishes, crimson clover, and turnips. If I harvest the food in October, great. If not, it's all functioning as a cover crop. The root crops tops will die when it gets down to 25 degrees, the roots can rot in the ground, and it'll make for better soil next year.  As a lot of the seeds are 25-cent seeds, it's a low cost way to protect and improve soil.

I'm beat. And next year, I'm growing even more, with bigger potato and tomato crops and the addition of sweet potatoes and possibly peanuts. I bow to women like this 1940s Georgia woman and her year's canning.