Back in the days immediately following my dad's death, my brother-in-law D offered a set response to many questions asked him about things happening in the house: I'm in charge of Nothing. As the days passed, I'd see him look at, for example, several bags of garbage accumulated as we cleaned house, and hear him say, "That looks like Nothing." At which point, the specific whatever would be gathered up and dealt with. Which left us free to deal with Something.
I found that attitude worked very well a couple of years back, when Ruthie's dad died. I continue to be in charge of Nothing, which today included making duplicates of a number of photographs Mother Mary wants to send out in packages to various and sundry cousins/nieces/nephews, hauling out the trash, brewing coffee. Which, as it did then, leaves Ruthie free to deal with Something.
I do believe, however, that I shall omit listing Being In Charge of Nothing on my Curriculum Vitae.