Good, I need to rid myself of this guilt.
Notice that my cute, adorable, precious cottage is being carefully painted by Mr. Wonderful himself?
Two hours later...He's still painting... and naively assuming I'm out back doing something helpful, like putting on primer, or mowing the grass...or composting for our organic garden...(okay the last two are just pure fantasy, but you understand, he's hopeful like that) Well,......
THIS is where I really was.