Seriously, that's the name of the company, happy housemaids!! Does this make me a terrible lazy mother or is it just good sense? I feel terribly middle class but believe me - this is not something we can really afford, I just decided that in the end, what price sanity?? I cried for an hour last night at the mountain of crap to sort out, I live far away from any family who might help, and have a DH who is frankly, oblivious.
I finally broke this morning when my 14mo mashed his sandwich into the floorboards, bit through a yoghurt pot in the fridge and squirted fromage frais everywhere, threw tupperware all over the floor and screamed at me for WASHING UP.
I literally can't keep up with the chaos anymore, and I can't be arsed have decided to gracefully accept defeat. I tried FLYing. I tried a chore rota. I tried accepting the chaos.
sigh
I hope the lovely cleaning lady showing up next week will actually make a dent in it, so I can stop feeling harrassed. Does anyone else out there have a cleaning service? Do you trust them to come in when you're not there? I'm debating whether to be there with her when she comes or just leg it and head straight for starbucks leave her a key and a list of jobs? It feels a bit weird leaving a list of jobs for someone else to do for me. I don't really feel entitled, and kind of feel I should be there to 'help'. Is that madness?