And not the good kind, but more like a bad episode of Trading Spaces where the homeowners return to find all the furniture suspended upside down on the ceiling.
Yep more like that.
His most recent work came on a visit to see my parents where he felt the lamp was no longer working in the living room.

So he removed it.
And I stopped, closed my eyes and prayed so hard that her hand-scraped gorgeous floors did not sport a big gash.
Thankfully they did not.
And thankfully my awesome parent's will only accept reimbursements in pug cuddles despite our insistence.
Ignore the terrible blurriness in the photo. I was torn in that moment to help my mom clean up or catch a quick photo.