I came home today to a totally clean house. Now I'm not talking a picked up house, I'm talking a CLEAN house. Shiny, glossy, sparkly CLEAN. Best of all it was a complete surprise. Let me tell you what has been done here:
- carpets vacuumed
- 5 loads of laundry done, including diapers
- floor swept and mopped
- dusting/glass cleaned
- sink scrubbed
- all dishes done
- dogs bathed
- dog BEDS washed
- BATHROOMS CLEANED, and I mean CLEAN
- Windowsills even wiped down
...and that is just what I've found so far. I don't even know when he found the time to do it today in between work and studying for a midterm tonight. I cannot believe it. Don't get me wrong, he helps, and I wouldn't even call it helping... we each do our share to keep our house up to my ridiculously high standards (I admit it, I am obsessive when it comes to cleanliness).l He is one helpful guy--he makes dinner 6 out of 7 nights a week (hey, he's a chef, its expected), does the dishes, makes the bed in the morning, picks up after himself. helps me deep clean on weekends and he always does all the yardwork in our large yard...but all this? Wow.
I got home after a long day at the office to an empty house (he's at school on Monday nights) and "ahhhhhh" the only thing I needed to do was give Lucy a bath and pop her in bed and and then just relax. Remember self? Remember the meaning of the word? Let me help you out, Define: Relax:- become less tense, rest, or take one's ease; "He relaxed in the hot tub"; "Let's all relax after a hard day's work. Ahh yes, now I remember...its been awhile.
I could do whatever my littler heart desired. Update the blog? Here I am. Peruse my Google Reader, done. Check my work email, yep (what can I say, I simply cannot relax completely, so sue me). Sit and watch junky TMZ and Extra...oh yes. I don't remember the last time I had a night like this. Where there was nothing I felt like I needed to do. I feel like I should be doing something but there is literally not.one.thing. I need to do.
I don't feel like I deserve this, I'm so exhausted half the time that I don't feel like Rob gets half the attention he really deserves. How did I get do lucky? Amazing. Absolutely amazing. Makes me even more excited on the new journey that Rob and I have decided on lately. Want to guess what it is? Have a try...
"A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person."