Together Lexi, Roi and I have managed to clean out all the cupboards in the kitchen, find all my scattered tools, fill up at least three bags of stuff to go to the Goodwill, threw out three more bags of stuff, cut down an errant tree and right now Roi is out in the yard wrestling with the bushes.
Two days in a row he's done exactly what he said he was going to do, and mostly he's being really nice about it. He's just finished repairing a hole in the wall that Kyd made during one of his crazy-drunk episodes.
He's not being perfect. I can see the judgy look in his eyes as he assesses the task he's about to tackle because the universal personal defect of addicts is lighting on any hint of personal defect in others so they can have a moment of relief from their own self-hatred.