My husband ROCKS!!

Last night, when I walked in the house after a few days on the road, I was met with a wonderful and amazing sight. All the dirty laundry in our house had been washed and most of it had been folded (Mike was still working on folding the final load). I normally do ALL the laundry in our house, even when I travel (which means I often come home to a lot of dirty laundry). I hate doing laundry; hate it with a passion, so it was such a great treat to come home to no laundry.

Mike thought about buying me flowers or a special treat to mark my arrival home ... but doing the laundry was even better than flowers or candy. Nearly 24-hours later I'm still on a no-laundry-to-do high.