Even I can see that having the carpets cleaned is a good thing. However, I've spent the last few days racing through the house cleaning, picking up, storing, stashing, actually throwing away stuff, cleaning, vacuuming, dusting, sweeping... and there's still lots more sweeping to be done. I'm exhausted.
I've come to the conclusion that if I should ever have a maid it might be hazardous to my health. I would probably knock myself out cleaning before she got here to do her job. Oh, the horror of someone finding soap scum in the bathtub, beds not made, or (how can I say this?!) trash in my trash cans....
Then again, should I ever be so fortunate as to have someone to clean up after me, I think I could adjust.