It started raining Thursday afternoon and by Saturday afternoon an inch eighty had accumulated in the rain gauge. A beautiful spring rain.
Since getting married and moving away from home if I have any exciting or fun news I usually call home. My Dad likes to remind me “Rob, no one likes a bragger.” I feel the need to brag not about the rain but about J.
When I got home from work on Friday J said “I need to talk to you.” I sat back in my chair crossed my arms and thought OH NO; What’s Wrong! J proceeded to tell me that the living room and bedroom were vacuumed and he swept the bathroom, kitchen and entryway. I jumped out of my chair and give him a Thank You kiss! I also told him that I had noticed he gathered up all the trash and took it to the burn barrel.
It is the little things in life that mean the most.
Saturday afternoon the sun came out and I opened the windows. After doing chores in the rain the house smelled a little stuffy kind of like wet muddy clothes and stinky little dog.
I ventured out and took a few pictures.
Heading out to chore. We want to beat the next rain cloud headed our way!
Does your husband do housework to surprise you! How do your crops look?