I’m so happy my husband is back. I got home from work yesterday to find the house all cleaned up. I’ve never claimed to be a housecleaner and last night I forbade Denis from dying before I do else I become one of those ladies that lives in a rat-infested dump.
Although that won’t happen because I’ll force my mother to live with me and she can do the cleaning since she’s compulsive like that.
Last night was a quiet night. Denis went to Costco and brought home a rotisserie chicken for dinner, and the kids went to bed in perfect order. No muss, no fuss.
I wonder if I can also forbid Denis from going on extended trips as well?