I might have done a slightly mean thing to my SWMBO, but she deserved it.
For over a year I have asked her to go through a pile of papers and materials from her teaching that was piled in our shed. Huge shed, 10' by 20' - nobody couldn't use it as it had this big pile of boxes and crap in the middle. Every time I asked her to go through it, she said "yes dear", and might take one box out and clear it out. In June, I said to her "If you don't clear this out by the end of July I am bringing it all into the house". She smiled. I didn't smile.
So now, August 23, 2013, I carried every single box and crate of stuff into the house and piled it around her favorite easy chair. Not just next to it, I built a *wall* of boxes. I have also provided boxes labeled "Keep", "Toss", and "Recycle/Give Away".
In the shed I installed bike racks and shelves and organized everything. Clean as a whistle. I could do the "Hills are Alive" dance in my shed, swinging my arms, and not hit anything. I almost broke down in tears of joy. No, let's be an honest man, I DID break down in tears of joy.
This has been a point of friction between us. I consider the matter settled, unless she tries to dump the stuff back in the shed. If that happens, there will be a bonfire made in the back yard.