I took Ben's pots and pans when I went camping a few weeks ago.  I washed them there, but not that well, then I dropped them off in the kitchen when I briefly visited home.  So when he came home, he washed them all.  I'm a little spoiled.  The first time he visited me at college, we had been dating about two months, and when I went to a half an hour rehearsal, he cleaned my room.  (I may have known right at that moment that I would marry him some day.)  Right now, he can't get over my car.  Since I haven't really had a home base for the past couple months, my car is FULL of stuff.  So, now he's turned to saying "Why do we drive in squalor?!?"