What Is Her Name?

Let me start out by saying that this week has been less than desirable. Everything from a trip to the Emergency Room for myself on Tuesday, to Jake and I having a rather heated discussion Wednesday morning as to why only eating pizza, chicken fingers and fries is ground for him starting to take a vitamin every day, to having a helluva week at work! Needless to say this week has been one that can go down in the record books as one that I would like erase from my memory permanentaly.

However, my husband did take the liberty tonight to surprise me. There were no balloons, no candy, no flowers and no candlelit dinner. Only the smell of Clorox, Pledge and Febreeze mixed with the sounds of the dishwasher, washing machine and dryer all in perfect harmony. I came home as I do every night around 5:45 after picking up Jake from my parents house and to my surprise...there he was...with a rag in one hand and a bottle of Febreeze in another. My husband! I dont think I have ever loved him more!!! As I began to explore I noticed the bathrooms were spotless (all 3...even the shower floor), Jake's bedroom was picked up, our bedroom was clean, clothes AND towels were washed folded and put away, AND the dishes were done! This was after he had worked all day came home and done yard work and before he bathed Jake for me, and did his homework with him!

I couldn't help but ask myself "What did he do?", "Who is she?", "What is her name?"! And then it hit me...Who Cares! My house is clean, my regular nightly duties have been completed and I get to sit back, relax and enjoy the night. What could be better? Turns out, I just have an awesome husband who actually enjoys to clean. I know...I know, the other scenario is a lot juicier and more interesting, but I like it better this way!