Oh my, if you could only see the layer of dust floating through the air in my house.  My husband is sanding, de-glossing, and painting our kitchen cabinets.  In order to get the cabinets ready for the new paint we have had to endure endless sanding.  The dust is literally on everything.  My husband even has a thin layer of dust in his hair.  He looks like he is going gray! It is his afternoon off and he has three eager helpers at his side.  I, on the other hand, am trying to stay busy and forget about the dust.  I am by no means a neat freak BUT....I definitely have my limits and this is one of them.  My husband looked at me a few minutes ago and asked me if I needed to go somewhere else.  I think he could see the look of pure stress on my face and thought it would be best for everyone if I were not on the premises.  Oh well, in the end it will be worth it... at least that is my new mantra. :)