One of the gifts I requested for my birthday was to have someone come into my home and clean it. Top to bottom. Left to right. Spick 'n span. I honestly didn't expect to get it as a gift, but I did and I'm positively giddy at the prospect. (Thank you Mom and Dad!)
Fortunately I know someone who has a cleaning lady and I've seen her work and I feel comfortable having her come into my home and making it all pretty.
It's humbling to realize that you need help. I could keep my house clean for an extended amount of time and I have before, but man, it's hard work. I'd have to spend an hour a day, everyday, just to maintain all the duties that having an entire house requires. It's not like I have a huge house, but I do have 3 cats a dog and live in an area where dust is always flying due to the new home construction.
Sure, when people come over, my house is usually clean and tidy, but don't open that one drawer in the kitchen. And please don't bring any white gloves to test for dust. Also, it's not necessary for you to inspect the kitchen floor too closely.
I realized recently that I never invite people over because I stress that my house isn't clean enough, or doesn't smell good enough or isn't dust free enough. And I'm the first to admit that I can be the world's worst house keeper.
Plus, I'd rather worry about making dinner for my kids or reading one of my new books or playing Wii fit with Derick.
Some things are just more important than scrubbing the bathtub.
Napping being one of those important things.