Went back to work, got a maid.

I used to think that not having to debate whether I could afford guacamole at Chipotle was "making it".After 2 years of being at home with the kids, and another 2 years prior to that running around like crazy people between jobs, daycare, and barely affording anything, we finally don't have to pay for childcare and I can go back to work.And what I did next was totally frivolous and probably not very responsible, but I just can't do it on my own anymore: I got a fucking maid. I'm pretty sure it's the best decision I've ever made in my entire life.I can now actually spend time with my kids after school instead of busting my ass like a crazy person trying to get yesterday's dishes done, yesterdays' mess off the floor, AND prepping dinner and lunches for tomorrow. I don't have to play "laundry chicken" with my husband to see who is going to break down and fold the massive pile of laundry building up.My husband and I can actually enjoy doing things together on weekends with each other or as a family instead of devoting an entire day to scrubbing, folding, ironing, mopping, and tidying.My kids can come home to a house that is orderly, smells nice, and is always tidy.I wish I were a better housekeeper. I really, really do. But I'm not. I'm so bad at it. I spent the last 5 years beating myself up about it and viewing it as a personal failure, but now I've just accepted it. And everyone's life is better for it.How will I ever go back??! via /r/Parenting http://ift.tt/2F72Mkt