Cleaning

I hate it. There is no better word to describe how I feel about cleaning... I simply hate it. However, the problem is that I LOVE a clean house. I am miserable without it, but I despise the work it takes to get it there (and keep it there).

We are having some friends over tonight for dinner. They are new to town, but Allan has known the husband for many years. I want things to be nice. That means one thing... COMPANY clean. Not just to please mama clean, but company clean.

I love the smell of clean. I love the look of clean. I love the feeling of clean. But, I hate to clean. Any suggestions? (And P.S., writing this blog entry was my excuse to take a break from cleaning)!