My wife returned from church camp yesterday, and I met her at the door. She spotted one thing before I could get her to set her bags down and close her eyes.
"Now I want you to think back and remember what this house looked like before you left for church camp..." I said. (Immitating the folks on Clean House)
"Now open your eyes!"
She reacted just like they do on the show! And just as she began to take it all in, I popped the cork on some champagne and poured her a glass.
I had cleaned, organized, and redesigned the living room, dining area, kitchen, office, and den. There is still some left to do, but the house is, IMHO, GORGEOUS!
She sipped on champagne as I showed her all my hard work.
After that, I went to sleep to rest up for my overnight shift.
It is freaking FIFTY FIVE DEGREES in the office area at work! They never can strike a medium there, it's either 55 or 95, and each time we complain about one, we get the other. Maintenance seems to think that despite our college educations, we're too dense to operate a complicated piece of machinery like a thermostat.
So, after a bone-chilling night at work, I returned home to a warm wife, who rightly rewarded me for all my hard work while she was away. ;)
It's a good thing.