It's clean, that's it.

That's the housework done for the next six months. Mr Smith is home. Did he notice the tidiness of our abode, the gleaming kitchen, the sparkling dog, the glistening silver, the preened carpets, the crisp flat ironing, the perfectly arranged flowers on the buffed and polished tables? What do you think? He really only noticed a wife about to expire from exhaustion. No you can't have dinner as I don't want to mess up the kitchen. Maybe I ought to consider getting a cleaner.