Overwelmed

So yesterday I was scrambling around my house like a mad woman getting the house tidy for the maid, who was coming around 3:15. I am an idiot and I invited everyone to my house for Thanksgiving dinner. The first major holiday at my house, so I am feeling the need for everything to be perfecto for the 20 people who will be coming Thursday.
So yesterday consisted of folding and putting away 3 loads of laundry and washing sheets and making all the beds, not to mention finding spots for the paperwork, school work and other junk that magically builds itself into piles all throughout the house. Meanwhile Anna and Lily were underfoot "trying" to help, which slowed me down even more and Stella decided to ditch the good baby act for the entire day. She slept for about an hour collectively all day. I would feed her and lay her down and about 10 minutes later, I hear her wailing AGAIN! That scenario played out over and over all day up until about 11 last night. If I wasn't putting stuff away, I was nursing her. So the house was finally prepared for a much needed cleaning at around 3. Anna got ready for ballet and we ran up to the school to pick up fundraiser candles (another pain in the ass, Fundraisers, ugh), so we get back home and wait in the driveway for the maid.....35 minutes later, still a no show. So we ended up being really late for ballet. I left the door open for her, hoping to come home to a sparkly shiny house. No such luck.

After getting dinner ready and the girls ready for bed, I left Chris to finish the nighttime routine because I had to go to the store to get the crap for the big feast, that was a real treat shopping with all of the other idiots who wait until the last minute like me. And then came home not to a sleepy sweet baby like I had hoped for but a hungry fussy baby.

So today has been spent scrubbing, mopping and cleaning, but I am not dusting a single surface that's where I draw the line, i hate it! I wouldn't probably be such a basketcase about this whole event but I am scheduled to work the night before from 6-11 at the baby gap and then the day after which I had expected, from 10-2. So I feel like I need to get the majority of everything out of the way today, so I can tie up the loose ends tomorrow. I know I just need to take a deep breath and know that if it's not all perfect, who really cares, but that is easier said than done sometimes. Sorry about all the whining, I'll stop now. I know there are much bigger things to be concerned about in life, but this is where I am at the moment.