Anxious. I procrasitnated so long that I'm not prepared for a cleaning lady in here. I'm sore. I've got to make a way out the door and figure out where to put some stuff. I found gum on my last load of laundry. I feel stupid, and I'd like to know if I sound snobby or anything. I want to cancel but I can't, I promised her I wouldn't. I've never allowed someone to see my messes, well, unless someone dropped in and I had no choice.