The situation has got so bad I lie awake for a couple of days before each viewing dreading the task that's ahead, and making endless mental lists. I have a cleaner and I usually get her in for hours on the day or day before, which costs a fortune. My mother also comes up. There are so many things going thru my head as I'm cleaning/sobbing: rage that I'm about to be judged negatively, a determination to make everything perfect so I can't be judged, a determination to sell the house on this occasion, and also rage that I give a shit and that I'm this friggin sad. DH doesn't get it. He even thinks it's fine to leave cat shit in the litter tray outside the door. Which of course we don't. Oh, and we have three kids! We have a viewing tomorrow and I know i won't sleep and I'm really close to cancelling. Any tips?