I managed without help for all the years I worked but about a year ago, decided that I wanted some help. My husband is a sweet, sweet man, but no help at all around the house and we have a big place and a demanding garden. So I have a nice lady who comes over and spends one day each month cleaning like a whirlwind and, in the summer, a young man who comes and does all the really hard work outside. It makes a huge difference in the quality of my life and it ended the little pity party I was one because I didn't have time to spend on the things I wanted to do. My Mom is 90 and it gives me more time for her as well. Interesting though, there's still no "spare" time. I use it all up.