Oh. My. God.

I have the best husband ever. After painstaking effort to clean up my car until it was shiny like new in and out, I came home from work on Monday to find that he had taken apart the teak backyard table and chairs, scrubbed them clean, and reassembled them with new hardware so they would be sturdy again. (They were rickety and unnerving to sit on.) He used a whole bottle of Murphy’s Oil Soap in the process. Then he cleaned the grill and went to Home Depot to purchase replacement racks (ours were rusted). He also bought a new toilet seat for the downstairs since it had cracked, and he replaced that.

When he gets inspired, he’s a powerhouse of activity. He still has plans to do a few things tomorrow! Oh, my, my! There’s something aphrodisiacal when a man starts doing home chores and projects on his own initiative… šŸ˜‰

3 thoughts on “Oh. My. God.

  1. Teece

    So, all husbands have a procrastinating streak too? I thought it was just my hubby. I get really surprised when he does things without me “prompting” him to do them.

    P.S. Awesome blog, btw. Very inspiring.

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