Anyone who knows Jeff know's he's like the energizer bunny when it comes to getting things done. He can clean the house, whip up a meal and do some manly garage project all without getting his feathers ruffled. But he can also spend hours in bed reading and watching TV. Typical guy!
Yesterday, I made a "honey do" list for him. It included, among a couple of other things, "vacuum house". So, after a few hours of lounging in bed and napping, he got up to go do his duties. I saw him putting the vacuum away after vacuuming the downstairs and asked (sweetly, I thought!) "don't we have an upstairs too?" to which he replied "I have to do the upstairs too? I hung your bulletin board, I took down the Christmas lights, can't I just do the upstairs tomorrow?" I hesitated "well......." and he said "Damn! You're just not happy unless I've got sweat on my brow!"
I cracked up. And didn't say another word about vacuuming. He's a good guy! I don't wanna push it! :)