How does anything ever get done?

Now that Lizzie is almost 11 months old I feel like, now more than ever, I can not get anything done. I have become the full time entertainment director for an extremely energetic, dangerously curious little baby. I can't even enjoy a simple cup of coffee in the morning without plucking her from some bookshelf or fishing her out of some corner she got herself stuck in. She has become totally and completely all consuming. Don't get me wrong, I'm not here to complain. It's fun to watch her personality blossom with her new found independence, and I love how she's in constant awe over everything she finds, even if it's the same toy 20 times later (I wish I could have some of that)! I just wish I could have a day to catch up. Just one day, that's all I ask. I don't get it. Back when I was working I could do a million things at the same time and now I feel like I can't even accomplish two. It's so frustrating! You know it's a little out of control when your husband has no clean underwear for the whole weekend and we're drinking out of the baby's plastic cups because all of the glass ones are dirty. You think I would be able to get things done when Ben's home, but most of the time that's even worse. I feel like I end up sometimes having two babies to take care of then, or I just wanting to relax and hang out, not spending my time doing chores. I'm hoping the longer and longer I do this the easier it becomes to find a balance between the two. I hope otherwise I'm in BIG trouble! I enjoy playing with Lizzie too much during the day to just leave her in the crib to go do the dishes. As for right now balance is a word that has been omitted from my vocabulary.