How nice of your husband to want to do that for you...sounds like he’s as happy as you to settle in your new home.
I grew up in an older victorian house that had a dark/cool pantry in the rear of an unfinished basement. As kids we hated going down there, when mom asked us to fetch a jar of preserves, because there were yucky cob webs and spiders hanging out. Oddly enough when a teenager I would go down their periodically and sweep it clean to surprise her! LOL
I am sure she appreciated that.
Not only that it was clean, but that as a teen you would do something so thoughtful for her.