SH: I'm going to vacuum my office. It's a mess. [This is the first time since we moved into the house that SH has felt compelled to clean his office. Me, I'm not allowed to touch his space, which drives me crazy because I want to organize his files and the Leaning Tower of Visa.]
Me: Right now?
SH: The keyboard is all dusty.
Me: Couldn't you just wait until we get back from the trip? I want to eat and watch the movie.
Me: You could leave the vacuum cleaner in there to remind you to do it.
SH: Yeah, I guess.