clever cleaner

My husband thinks I'm such a clever cleaner. Our house is always spic and span when he comes home and he's very proud of me and thinks I'm such a capable wife. Little does he know about Alan. Alan is in fact the cleaver cleaner. He's my new cleaning robot, my secret assistant. I saved up my own money to buy him and he was so worth the money. He lives in a compartment under the stairs and he's happy about that, as long as I let him out every weekday for a cleaning tour in the house. My husband doesn't seem to suspect a thing, but if he knew he'd probably think I was rather resourceful, as well as capable.