My home office was a wreck.
Labor Day weekend I gave my desk to my DS so it really looked terrible with stacks of stuff everywhere. I spent Sunday truly focused most the day on killing clutter (primarily filing/purging paper). Paper is a major failing of mine. While he finished cooking dinner I had started pulling incoming recent papers out of the kitchen and filing them away immediately ... This made me a minute or two late to the dinner table. So he called my work all day, "NOT CLEANING IT IS DEALING WITH YOUR SH---."
I almost went with the red sauce pasta but I did have enough restraint to know the sauce might be too hot yet.
We were out on the deck so he hosed it down after dinner!