The smell of Pine Sol makes me smile

We've finally accepted the fact that we don't want our good quality family time to be spent extensively cleaning the house. Between work, Mike's grad school, and a precious little girl who thinks naps are for sissies, we were having a hard time keeping up with the housework. I feel a little pathetic admitting that but it's the truth. Don't get me wrong we are not total slobs, but we needed more than just superficial surface cleaning. So after much cajoling and promises to give up Starbucks (he didn't fall for that) Mike finally succumbed to my pleas for a cleaning lady. She has been here twice so far and let me tell you it is pure heaven. The first time I felt a little weird and even guilty for indulging in such a luxury, but that lasted all of about 9 minutes. Our shower is so clean that I actually feel embarrassed that I thought we had cleaned it well before. My new best friend is probably going to come only once a month, but that is just fine with me. My sanity appreciates it!