But that's not exactly feasible.
My house is a wreck. The laundry pile is a mountain. There is no food in the pantry, or the fridge. The dogs need baths and exercise, as do I. Thank you notes need to be written and mailed. A pair of shoes needs to be returned. A check needs to be deposited in the bank. And most important, my daughters' talent show performances need to be directed and perfected.
I guess this makes me a desperate housewife.