I left... the place was a mess... 4 days of hanging at home, friends coming over, cooking, mini-party, counter a disaster... I hate to clean.
...I came back, and everything was stacked, cleaned, wiped, dried, made, and refreshed.
I love having someone that comes in and takes care of my shit. They don't yell at me, complain at me, impact me, or tell me not to do anything.
Sure... they sometimes leave things in strange places... do things I wish they wouldn't do... but overall, I'm willing to deal with their little quirks because they put up with mine.
Maids are absolutely wonderful. :)