I'm using grocery delivery and paying someone to clean and I still can't keep up. Some of us are just really really bad at keeping it together
and, if this mom is working evenings and weekends, I feel bad for her because she has fewer opportunities for bedtime interactions with her kid and social and spiritual experiences in her community. But then I feel bad for myself because I would like more money. Oodles of money. I'd like to be the idle rich, actually.
Exactly this idle, actually.