also, here’s a possibly relevant issue: the number of panes.
Modern windows in America are one single pane of glass.
So they can be washed easily with a rag or a squeegee, in a single swipe.
But in England, and older houses, windows were made of many, many little panes, each inserted between the ridges of a metal frame, like this:
So washing the window is MUCH more difficult–it means scrubbing a hundred separate panes, when dirt collects in the corners each pane.
The folks who live across the street from me use a cleaning service once a week. The service does not do windows. As previously mentioned they would have to use ladders and a very long squeegee.
My Ma has 2 large big bay windows in her house (this is the house I grew up in). From time to time I will clean them for her. I concur it’s quite a pain in the ass.
I have a weekly cleaning done, but I learned a long time ago to not pay for the project (cleaning the house) but by the person-hour instead. The first cleaning service I ever hired was great, for a few months, but they then started spending less and less time on our house while getting the same agreed upon amount of money. After that, I only hired people who agreed to work for x person-hours for y amount. At my current place, we agreed on 4 person-hours, which is at least 1 person-hour more than a competent crew would need to clean our house properly. They use that extra time to do things that a normal cleaning service (including them) would only do during a deep clean, such as removing and cleaning light fixture globes, cleaning the top of interior doors, removing and cleaning vents and registers, and yes, even our windows. They seem to rotate through those side tasks, so all of those things are cleaned at least a couple of times a year.
Google N0gram Viewer shows a blip around 1900, then you get a low simmer starting in the 1930s, but it really took off in about 1973. The Jeffersons started in 1965, so the rise in use predates that show.
The earliest use that shows up in Google Books is in the 1979 play The Latest Mrs. Adams: A comedy-mystery in two acts by George Tibbets.
The AI on Google seems to think it originated in the 1960s, which is consistent with the N-gram result.
The first press account I could find was from 1972, and it was said by none other than. . . Flip Wilson. Actually, it was part of a Valentine’s Day rhyme:
My sister don’t do windows.
My momma don’t do floors.
If you’re willing to be my love,
Honey, I’ll do yours.
The next press accounts I could find were from 1975 relating some dialog from “Maude.”
Personally, the first time I ever heard it was in 1973, uttered by Sammy Davis Jr. in an ep of “The NBC Follies.”