My issue is that I can have a clean house... but I absolutely have to be able to focus just on the house. I need to be able to ignore work, cooking, kids and just clean and sort. What I can't cope with is the sort of stop-start cleaning that you really need with family life - do 10 minutes here, 10 minutes there, and sort and organise as you go. My brain just doesn't seem to work that way. Although I manage the basics - clean clothes for everyone, dishwasher constantly loaded and unloaded, pans washed up, hoovering a few times a week, kitchen surfaces wiped down, bins taken out, bathroom cleaned - I can't really manage doing all the other cleaning and sorting needed for a tidy house unless I can concentrate on just that. So things get put down everywhere, drawers don't get tidied out and we have various "corners" throughout the house that are just a mass of stuff.
We have a fortnightly cleaner and I make a little bit of progress every time before she comes... but the way I do this is by plonking DC in front of screens, totally ignoring them and giving them takeaway pizza for dinner. Also, the house goes to pot whenever there's an urgent work deadline to meet or some other life stress, because I spend the time I would have spent cleaning dealing with that.
I would like to have a really tidy house, but my job, playing with my kids and serving my kids healthy food are more important imo than having everything spick and span. I realise that there are probably lots of people who could balance everything that I have to deal with more efficiently than me - work 30-40 hours a week and some overtime, do school drop-offs and pick-ups, take DC to activities, spend time with them at home, do reading and homework, cook from scratch at least a few times a week, sort school uniform and pack lunchboxes and do the very basic housework which is necessary to function as a family, and still find time to have a neat, pristine and organised house. But I've come to the conclusion that I'm not one of them. So one evening a fortnight, I abandon DC downstairs with pizza and snacks, plug my headphones in and crack on with trying to make some progress at the tasks which otherwise would never get looked at. It's a bit like Sisyphus rolling the rock up and down the hill, but I guess that's ok.