The other morning over coffee I told dearest hubby I have to dust and get some cleaning done. And his reply was, "I can help if you like."
Ok. (I think...) That would be fine, you can dust.
In the meantime, I went outside to water some plants and ended up trimming some dead branches out of one of the holly bushes out front (taking longer than I expected), and when I came back in he had the ladder in the living room with a bucket of soapy water and was cleaning above the cornices and some of the high shelves. He moved things off shelves, trying to put things back the way they were.
You're thinking....Good Husband, Good Job!
The only problem is......
I forgot how I had the shelves arranged since I normally don't take everything off all at once but clean as I go along. It took quite a while until I had everything placed just right.
Same goes for the living room and the bedroom. So while he was busy vacuuming, I was moving things around trying to get some order back in the house and get things placed the way they were, or the way I like it.