So, my husband and I were sitting down on the couch to watch Spartacus after the kids were in bed for the evening. He found the recording on the DVR and cued it up. The volume was too low so we looked around for the other remote to turn it up (we have three remotes for the tv).  Without getting up from the couch we finally noticed it across the room on a shelf. Neither one of us wanted to get up to go get it. Let the negotiations begin:

Mark: Go get the remote so we can turn the volume up.

Me: Uh uh. You get it.

Mark: I’m too tired.

Me: I’m too short and it’s really high (I am, but it’s not).

Mark: I’m old.

Me: I cleaned the house.

Mark: I helped.

Me: Doing what?

Mark: I brought the laundry down.

Me: I cleaned the house for two hours.

Mark: I put the kids to bed.

Me: I bathed them.

Mark: I love you.

Me: I barely tolerate you. You win.    *going to get the remote*