Organizing Schmorganizing

So, I'm trying to clean up my act.  By which I mean my house.  Boy, is that a job.  Actually, organizing the house isn't so much a job as actually getting to it.  That's the hard part.  That's the toughie.  What with working and baby A glued to my hip (or boob) (yes, my 11 month old is still glued to my boob--so sue me) and laundry and dishes and five minutes for my hubby, I just don't ever seem to get to it.  :(  You will be very happy to note, however, that I just took a huge box of crapola to the Goodwill on Monday.  That was awesome.  I also cleaned/disinfected the sinks (kitchen and bath), tub, and toilet which isn't really organizing, but still felt great.  I just really hate to clean when I could be spending time with my family.  It just seems like the most rediculous waste of time.  I mean, doesn't it?  Cleaning?  When baby and man are in need of some attention?  Who needs it.  That's what I say.  :)  And I'm the boss, so there.