Usually how most small tasks end up for me. What aggravates me more is when the wife decides on Sunday afternoon that some project needs to be done that ordinarily takes a couple days, but since she has no idea, she thinks it will only take an hour or so. Then she gets all bent when I respond with a very quick "No". This is the woman who is known for starting 4 or 5 home improvement projects that she thought were easy, but runs into a snag and goes off to start another one. I come home from somewhere to find 5 messes that I have to resolve. Invariably several involve a completely stripped screw or something because she was using the wrong tool... and the simple becomes amazingly complex.
And then has the nerve to ask when I am going to get around to working on that pile of junk in the garage that has been there "forever". Well, if I wasn't over-involved with my sons' activities because you guilt me into it, then have unreasonable expectations of home projects, I might have a fricken minute or two to dedicate to what "I" want to do. Which usually comes out worded as "yeah, I hope soon."