This happened years ago. When my step-mother's daughter-in-law had a baby she went away a few days to visit them. When she got back she called me inquiring about my father. The house was so neat, the bed made, the dishes done, it looked like he hadn't been home.
My father was in WWII in the Philippines. He was a private. Family story goes that he could have become a sergeant and attached to a general's household but one of his jobs would have been to make the general's bed and my father didn't want to do that.