I admit, I am the type of person that literally slumps into a depresssion-like-state when my house is a mess. It is almost like I am frozen. I feel sad and lose all ability to make decisions and take actions. I know, weird.
So...then somehow the switch flips and I go nuts. I clean. I pick up. Until finally it looks like my cute little house again.
When hubby is traveling I usually let the house go for at least a day. It is like a freedom...no one is keeping track. The kids don't care. They love just being able to play. No chores for mommy! Today however, I couldn't do it. We went to the car cleaning place in town and cleaned out the car. What a pit it was! Then at home, I picked up the house while the cherubs chilled out.
Now...ready to finish my report cards (and watch DeAnna pick some men on The Bachelor) I am relaxing in my clean house, with a candle lit to keep me calm.