When is it too much?

Recently, I had a domestic day.
Domestic days always come when you least expect it. Most of the time you don't want to do domestic things, but when you want too all of a sudden, it catches you off guard.

Regular Day: Class, Work, food from a box, homework, TV, bed.
Domestic Day: Class, Work, coming home and deciding to make an all out meal, then bake cookies, then clean the kitchen, then clean the bathroom, then take out the trash, then some homework, then TV, then Bed.

I feel like Martha Stewart on those days.

The last one I had, I was at Matt's apartment. It was Thursday.
I called him and asked if I could make dinner at his apartment. He said yes, but that he wouldn't be home for another 25 minutes, so to go ahead and let myself in.
I did, and by the time he got home, I had almost finished up making Potato-Cheddar soup from scratch.
After that I made Peanut Butter cookies.
Then I cleaned up the kitchen.
Then I took out the trash.
On my way to doing that, I found that the bathroom sink was gross.
So I cleaned it before actually taking out.
After getting back from taking out the trash, Matt was sitting on his futon staring at me.
"What?" I asked.
"Thank you?" He said.
I smiled and asked, "Are you questioning the Thank you?"
He smiled said yes, and said in a more sincere tone "I really appreciate all that you do for me."

Did I do too much?
I didn't do the things just to please him, I just wanted to do something nice, and I wanted to eat soup and cookies.
After cooking, I was cleaning all the dishes anyway, so I cleaned the counters too.
I used potatoes which go bad within hours, so I took out the trash so his apartment wouldn't smell.
The bathroom sink was the only added on part that made no sense for me to clean.

Now I feel I went too far in intimacy with him.
What do you think?