We were getting an error on the washing machine every time I tried to run a load.
Side note: What the heck kind of world are we living in that a machine that ought to be as simple as add dirty clothes, soap, and watter stir rinse done gets errors because it's computerised?
I looked it up on the Internet and saw that it might be as simple as a clogged drain hose. So I asked Dave, "Hey can you help me see if we can fix the washer?" And then Dave spent half an hour removing a washcloth from the drain while I played with Fiona in the living room.
I was feeling slightly guilty about the "help me" and "we" part of that until I thought of all the times Dave said things like, "We need to clean the kitchen before (insert guest names here) gets here."