"Lord, Make Me A Neat Freak"

...That is a phrase I have taped on my mirror. I try to pray that every morning to help me keep my house clean. Well, I must not be praying it lately...Because if you looked inside the red door of the pretty little house, you wouldn't use the word Neat! Oh man this is a constant inner battle with me. On one hand I am a Stay-At-Home Mom/Wife and should be able to keep a nice tidy house right? But on the other hand....I'm not neat by nature, I have two toddlers that are not neat by nature, and no energy to pretend I am neat by nature. But inside I can feel the inner turmoil of the mess creep in. I love how I feel when my house is spotless and fresh smelling (febreeze!!), but I just cant keep up. I find myself sinking into a mini-depressed state among the mess. And I am always making excuses when people stop by before I have had a chance to throw things in the closet. Most people that do drop by completely understand the stage of life I am in though...and could care less. I think it is mainly me that cares. Maybe Mike too, but he is totally supportive and knows it is a never ending battle with all the kids toys and endless piles of diapers!!! We keep saying , Some day we will have a clean house. But along with that...it will be a quiet one, which is sad. I just need to get to the place where I am fine with the mess for now...and enjoy the kids and all that comes along with them!! My question is...how do I get there? (and your saying right now..."stop blogging and get off your bootie and clean")