Hmmmm. It was always my mother's adage: "Corri, you don't clean a house because it is dirty. You clean a house to keep it from getting dirty."
Needless to say, I was a clean FREAK (though that gene somehow skipped my brother). For the first seven years of my M, I drove myself darn near insane, trying to keep a perfect house, kids, job, cooking, etc. The Superwoman Syndrome... Mrs. Cac is right... no matter how much help you have in cleaning, ultimately it is YOUR responsibility.
As my kids got older and I started taking them to other people's houses for play dates... and I would literally walk into what I could only consider one step above a war zone, I started to relax a little. Compared to a lot of people, and the conditions in which they lived... I was flippin Chef Emeril, Martha Stewart and Mr. Clean all rolled into one.
But ultimately... it is the woman's responsibility to GET OVER herself, and relax a little bit. The dirt will be there when you get home, ya know?
Mrs. HD needs to seriously relax. That's just my opinion, of course. Course, HD could always moonlite as a Butler and Au Pair... he'd make a killing.
