all the small things

I left for work this morning at 6:15am. My husband Mark still sleeping, the house in order and remarkably clean (if I do say so myself). As I leave I write a sweet little note on the fridge saying that I love him and I wish for him to have an amazing day.

He leaves for work at 9:00am. I arrive back at our humble abode at about 10:45. I am SO looking forward to a relaxing break before I head back to work.

Well.....

The bed was "made"- if you don't count the lump of clothes that are still under the covers.
There are dried egg whites on the outside of the fridge. Exactly how will remain a mystery.
There are dishes in the sink although the dishwasher is completely empty.
I don't even want to talk about the slip covers on the couch and love seat.
Laundry left on the chair.
The remote for the X BOX left exactly where I would trip over it, fall and give myself a concussion due to the fact that I cracked my head on the coffee table.
And there's no stinkin' note telling me how much he loves me and would be lost without me.

As I start to clean I see...

The flowers he buys me on the 18th of each month (for the last 5 years) to remember the date we were married.
The bed was made.
He had a healthy breakfast.
He emptied the dishwasher.
The chicken that is defrosting for the dinner that will be ready for me when I get home.
He does his own laundry.
He had the time to play before he went off to work.

I don't need no stinkin' note.


Today- even if for just one day- I ask you stop seeing the little things and start focusing on all the small things.

Be well