I hate housework. It seems a never-ending chore that I can never get on top of. I used to be so tidy and neat but now I have had to adjust my standards dramatically to cope with 2 kids.It has taken me years but I finally came to the conclusion that it’s okay to have a messy house. I stressed about that a lot. Constant housework only makes me grumpy and I resent the fact that I don’t get to have time for anything enjoyable. Slowly over the years, I have managed to get my priorities right (and what feels good for me). My house is never super clean and tidy, but at least I manage to have some time for myself every day. I clean it when it suits me or when it really needs to be done and that makes me feel good too. Nobody else seems to mind what my house looks like either.