My plane, Southwest, of course, landed about 5:30 p.m. a week ago Saturday. A glorious, smooth two hour flight from Baltimore to Tampa. Blue skies, no turbulence, just like sitting in your living room albeit way too crowded as every seat was taken.
I knew BH would be waiting for me as I was eagerly waiting to see him after being away for almost two weeks. What had he been doing all that time? Well….you can take to the bank that he was playing bridge every day with his multiple partners. (They love it when I go away!)
That covers about 3 hours daily and I know he reads three newspapers and he loves to record anything he wants to see on television to avoid all commercials.
Do you know how much more enjoyable it is to watch Love It or List It or Caribbean Life or My Lottery Dream Home without having to wait through those boring ads to find out which house they chose? Or to watch a basketball game in one hour instead of three?
How fun to reunite after a little break from each other! We had lots to share on our hour and a half ride home. However, I was starving so we stopped at one of our favorite Italian restaurants, Asaro’s, on the way home. It is not his favorite thing to eat out unlike me who could eat out every day of the week. I could tell he was a little disappointed that we didn’t go straight home, Since the days are getting shorter, it was almost dark by the time we drove up to the house.
“Did you notice how white the sidewalk is?” Well, yeah, now that you mention it. It’s practically gleaming, especially, next to our neighbor’s. OMG!!! He hired Marco, the power washer to clean all the pavers in the driveway and on the lanai. Really, it’s the little things in life that light me up!
For the past six years, I have been struggling to attack the mold growing in and around those pavers. It is a never-ending battle. Now, there’s even mold on the cage screens from watering the plants behind the pool. When I awoke the next day and saw those pavers free from mold, I could’ve kissed the ground! There’s one area where the water accumulates under the oleander branches that was literally a black 3 foot square. So lovely at the entrance to the house….such a wonderful first impression. But now, voila! Gone!
Even the screens looked brand new. I cannot tell you how many hours I’ve spent researching the best way to clean moldy screens. I’ve got that bleach and vinegar formula down pat, but did I even get off the couch to attack them? Nope. Marco is my new best friend.
But that was just the beginning. BH fixed my clogged up bathroom sink. He says it’s from my hair but I swear I’m not washing my hair in that sink. He spent over an hour scrubbing our bathtub, which we have never used in over six years! How in the world can a bathtub get so dirty from nonuse? Evidently, there’s a lot of dust in this house.
The toilets were cleaner than they’ve ever been. The floors were Swiffered. The rugs were washed and vacuumed. The outdoor table had been Windexed along with the sliding glass doors. Even the refrigerator and pantry had been cleaned out and reorganized.
Our new recliner couch was in its place awaiting my return. And I wondered what he was doing while I was away. To return to a beautiful, clean house…all that work to surprise me. Truth. I couldn’t have been happier or more grateful.
Years ago, my husband, Kevin, surprised me a couple times after returning from visiting my parents. Generally, those surprises took the form of stray dogs he fell in love with at the local shelter. Noooo…. However, BH and I have a pact….no more animals! K
A clean house with power washed pavers. Oh yeah, now we’re talking!
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