We're sanitary but a bit cluttered. I vacuum/sweep constantly, because we have a furry dog who is constantly molting, plus DS has not yet outgrown the tendency to put anything and everything into his mouth. Dishes are done nightly by DH, though he often leaves a few (I don't ask why or complain. I hate dishes and don't want to compromise the fact that he does them). Laundry is a constant, especially with cloth dipes, and there is always some waiting to be washed or waiting to be put away.
The living room is always presentable, even though that's where all of DS's toys live. I'm good about picking them up constantly, and I don't really consider scattered toys clutter anyways. It may not be perfectly dusted and vacuumed every day, but it's definitely ready for unexpected visitors.
Unfortunately, the dining room is open to the living room. This is the room we seem to live the most in, and it shows. And we just finished a mini kitchen renovation, so there's a refrigerator in there at the moment. The buffet is our clutter catcher/landing zone, and the overflow is on the table. It's not teetering stacks or anything, but there's more crap than I'd like in there. We have way too many pairs of shoes piled by the back door. However, the floors and table are crumb-free, and any spills are wiped up immediately.
The kitchen, being recently reno-ed, is clean. There's a bit of clutter on the microwave, and there are usually dishes in the sink, since our new dishwasher isn't hooked up yet. Counters are crumb-free until I go to work and DH prepares dinner for himself and DS.
The upstairs is more lived-in. Our spare room collects laundry, since DH and I work opposing schedules and one of us is almost always sleeping. It makes putting away laundry a little more difficult. The bathroom is clean, but the bowl usually needs swished, since we follow the "if it's yellow, let it mellow" method of flushing. DS's room is clean, but I often have a small pile of recently-outgrown clothes on his dresser waiting to go to the basement. It's sanitary, though, and the most I'd really be embarrassed about is the fact that DS has a tendency to take condoms out of our nightstand and distribute them throughout the upstairs! I never know where/when I might find a few...
The basement is the "man cave". DH's standards are lower than mine, and I'm terribly embarrassed of it. He leaves soda cans (empty) laying around, and his home-based business supplies are taking over. I avoid going down there, because it usually pisses me off that it's so awful. However, I have designated it as his space, so I don't nag him about it unless we're having repairs done and I know someone will be seeing it.
I'm mostly just tired of living in a construction zone. It's clean, a bit cluttered, and not finished. We have woodwork missing, painting unfinished, and a dropcloth on our stairs until I can put the finish coat on them. I'd be great having people drop by if my house weren't in a constant state of reconstruction!!