Time for a clean sweep ...

It's finally done.

Merry Maids have evaluated the house and starting next week, every Tuesday, a team of ladies will come into my house and make it presentable.

For the longest time, I felt like I was a failure that my house wasn't presentable at every possible moment. I had a ton of excuses for the mess: kids, dog, husband, lack of time, energy and desire!

I grew up in a spotless house. The only time there was a mess was the New York Times strewn across the sunroom on any given Sunday.

I finally realized that the spotless house I grew up in was that way because someone - who did not live there - was cleaning it all the time.