My husband helps out a lot but just has to point out every little thing he does. I often get called to see that he swept the hearth, watered a plant, so on. I can hardly keep a straight face because I always think of the Jeff Foxworth tape where he says the guy goes out to where his wife is resurfacing the drive way, to tell her that he emptied the ash trays for her.
I'm not a great house keeper, but not a slob either. He got a little disturbed a while back because I had skipped vacuuming under the bed. He knows in advance that I will have a smart ass comeback so why does he bother? "Oh no, I forgot to vacuum under there? What WILL people think when they look under there?" We did almost exchange blows recently while getting ready for a party. I had washed the windows and cleaned the facings. After I got all the furniture back in place he came in started moving stuff so that he could put the furniture polish, that I forgot, on the facings. I never in my life realized that people polished the window facings.
Oh yes I forgot to mention that he is very thorough about chores, meaning SLOW. I can have the dishes washed and put away (no dishwasher, thank you) while he is prewashing everything. And I love when I am washing dishes and realize that my dishcloth is gone. He has gotten it to clean the counter tops, whatever, while I'm standing there with my hands in the water.
What does any of this tirade have to do with thanking my husband? It just proves that you probably will not blow a blood vessel or anything while thanking your husband for helping while you have your teeth clamped tight and your fists doubled up behind your back. Remember what I'm telling you girls and you may be stuck with the same partner for thirty nine years and nine months. I thank God daily for the aggravation I endure from a good man who loves me. Believe me, I was married to a jerk once. I know the difference.