Yesterday was cleaning day.

While I was working downstairs, Mike was working on our bedroom.  And I walked up to find (at first appearance) things not all that different from when I’d left. 

I thought about saying something smart.  But fortunately I held my tongue. 

Because at just that moment I glanced up to see THESE hanging on the wall, just where they belonged.  Up until that point they’d been hanging out on the floor underneath one of our nightstands ever since we moved in. 


My husband has a very pleasant habit of surprising me with things I’m not expecting.  Oh, and he then proceeded to finish cleaning the room.  :) 

I’m convinced I have the best husband in the world.