A little lie..
We were doing some spring cleaning for my mother-in-law a few years ago. It consisted of the usual things.. sweeping, mopping, putting away winter coats and such.
My ex always did the things that were well, a little more strenuous, taking out trash, moving furniture, boxes and mopping.
We had gone through the kitchen, stove, fridge, cabinets, there was nothing left to do except mop the floor. The floor close to the window in the diningroom was covered by a good sized throw rug. John mopped the floor, I was sitting at the table reading a book and drinking tea. He finished mopping backed out the door and came in through the patio door. Just as he was coming in, my mother-in-law walked across the floor, pulled out the chair and sat at the table with me. I glance up in time to see John stare at her and yell "Momma, did you walk on that floor?"
That was funny enough but, the dialogue that followed was really something.. My mother-in-law promptly answered.. No.. to which my husband asked.. "Well what did you do FLOAT?"
Need I say more!