I’m beginning to think that I’m not cut out for this level of domesticity. Keeping the house clean and the laundry caught up is not only a thankless task-- it’s all but impossible. Yes, I realize that women have been doing this for centuries, and have had much taller mountains to climb than my own. Yes, I am aware of the fact that I’ve only got two children to clean up after... but the mess these boys create is shocking. Where’s June Cleaver when you need her? I could use some housewife lessons; I’m not doing a very good job.