A recent survey from Glade reveals that 76% of women would trade their favorite purse, their cell phone and even energy giving carbohydrates, for just five minutes alone. How pathetic is that?

We've put ourselves last on our own priority list for way too long.

After years of hearing women, including yours truly, whine, gripe and complain about never getting a moment to themselves, I've realized that, while a day at the spa might be lovely, we need to find a way to create some sanity in the lives we've already got; lives that include mountains of laundry, demanding bosses and not enough sleep.

So I've partnered with Glade on the "Me Zone" campaign.

A "Me Zone" is something we fantasize about while staring at the back-end of a grocery cart. But, whether you have two minutes or ten, there are easy, affordable ways to recharge your batteries so you can continue saving the world and cleaning the toilets.

Here are a few typical mom comments and some quick "Me Zone" solutions:

Does anybody care about my day?

When your kids greet you at the door with, "What's for dinner?", forget cooking, grab a delivery menu or order pizza and then use precious minutes before delivery for a moment alone at the kitchen table with O Magazine and a cup of tea. Sounds simple, but how often do we actually do it?

I've had it up to here!

When your kids are stalking you like paparazzi, curb that final blow-up with a 10-minute bubble bath. Fill the tub while they're brushing their teeth, then put them in their rooms listening to soft music or Elmo's ABC's, while you bolt the bathroom door, grab your favorite tabloid, light a candle and steal a few minutes to renew you with enough patience to read six rounds of "Goodnight Moon".

We need that report by 5.

For me things like looming deadlines create stress. When my email inbox is busting at its electronic seams, I shut down for five minutes in my own personal "Me Zone" in my office. I've got my iPod loaded and ready to go with Jimmy Buffett tracks, a few Macadamia nuts and a Glade Flameless candle with Hawaiian Breeze scent. While it's not the Bahamas, it recharges me enough to crank out the tasks ahead.

(Now if only I could get a pool boy to deliver a Pina Colada, I'd forget I even had a job.)