I came home from work today to a clean* apartment. The pile of shoes by the front door (all of which belonged to me) had been put away. The table had been cleared off, our new table runner in place. The centerpiece was in it’s place, and behind it was a vase full of dark purple chrysanthemums. The bed had been made. All of the grocery shopping had been done and the purchases had been put away in the right places. I thought I spotted fresh vacuum tracks, though I was told later that I was wrong.
Thank goodness for being newlyweds. Let’s hope this lasts. 🙂 (Though I know it will.)
*Clean being a relative term. There’s still stuff all over the place from wedding/honeymoon/moving. Don’t get too excited.