Just documenting here what a typical weekend might look like for me these days.  It’s changed a lot.

Saturdays are dedicated to all things cleaning – though I’m trying so hard to get away from that.  Despite my ability to pay for help, the husband refuses it and thus I’ve been living in a situation where Saturdays are dedicated to cleaning the house from stem-to-stern, washing clothes and such.  From that point on, the level of cleanliness begins to decay.  This is fine with hubby who is far less OCD than I am – and definitely borderline hoarder.  But since I’m the one working 10-14 hours a day, I really have to give way on what I’d prefer here.  What I’d LIKE is to have household help a couple of times a week to clean it and even cook a couple of meals.

This is not going to happen.