Domestic Diva dream

I said the next post would be about co-sleeping but, well this is what is on my mind today, so I'll let the co-sleeping one brew for a bit.
I know I should be doing laundry (the piles are never ending) or dishes, or sweeping, or cleaning, why does it seem I never get caught up? I guess it's because I never do catch up! I would rather play with the kids or blog or anything else my scatterbrained mind can get distracted by. Oh, I want to be a domestic diva in the worst way, I just don't even know where to start or how to keep it up. I skip from one thing to the next and start a million projects and never complete any of them. This drives Dave crazy! He likes order and every thing in its place. I do to but I just can't seem to keep it that way. The days that I do manage to get the house straightened up and dinner on the table and the kids are bathed and smelling good...are the best days. I feel like I have accomplished something and when Dave walks through the door he is happy, despite how his day has gone. Oh I wish, wish, wish I could do it every day! However by the next day there is more play-dough ground into the carpet, dishes piled up, laundry creeping up to my eye-balls and I feel like I am back in that hole! If only the house could keep itself clean, or the kids would take naps together every day. If I did work my butt off every minute of every day I know I could keep up on it, but I feel I would be letting my kids suffer and I would never get that creative release I so need to stay sane. So my house suffers and is rarely tidy, but (I hope) my kids are well adjusted and happy. When they are grown and out of the house I will have all the time I need to clean and won't look back and wish I had spent more time with my kids. As much as I love a clean house I love happy babies more!