I enjoy helping my husband. He has taught me alot. I am careful not to learn so much that I could do it instead of him doing it. :thumbup:
I never mind helping him 'when he needs help'.
When I am busy and he says "Can you help me a minute?" I say "I am in the middle of XYZ. Do you really need me to help you or are you trying to make me feel helpful and needed?".
Then he says "I need another pair of hands" or "I just thought we would spend some time together".
That is the part where I have already lost my concentration, get up, make a pot of coffee, we have a cup then go do whatever he was doing when the 'Will you help me a minute' conversation started.
I really can't complain, he built us the sunroom I sew in and I have lots of space. :-P