My whole married life, I did all the cleaning myself. I didn't want to ever have a housekeeper or nanny, baby sitters, etc... i just felt uneasy about the idea of them, so it was just easier to do everything myself.

When discussing it with my mom, she said "Maybe it's because the housekeeper was shot right in front of you."

"Whaaaat?"

"Oh yes, when you were two, you loved her, but one day her bf came to the house and shot her when she and you were in the laundry room. The bullet grazed her and she peed all over the laundry on the floor from fear."

My mother never had another house keeper again, either.