Although I miss Rod terribly when he's away I also love the change of pace around the house when I'm on my own. The kids, not having two adults to play off each other seem better behaved and I get to hold the remote control more often and cook fish fingers for dinner.
None the less I was delighted to see him return and knew he had without a doubt when, on Monday, I pulled out a precisely folded shirt and equally neatly folded pair of jeans from the laundry basket.
That's my man
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That's my man too. Folding the clothes going into the washing machine. Sheesh!
And ditto with the fish fingers.
I love getting the remote to myself every now and then myself. It's dizzying the way they flip channels.
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