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Last night when I got home from work, I was exhausted. But as I walked in I noticed something. The shoes by the front door were all organized neatly in the shoe rack. I saw that the carpet had been vacuumed. Garrett had cleaned the entire house. Mercy me.

As I came upstairs I smelled something wonderful. Garlic. He had made dinner. And by "made" I mean that he had gotten take-out from Olive Garden. Oh. The. Joy.

Salad.
Steamed Mussels.
Eggplant Parmigian.

How lucky am I? I mean really. Permit me a moment to brag. It was Sunday and he could have easily lazed around all day watching ESPN. But instead he not only cleaned and got dinner, he also did laundry. Laundry!!!!! Hallelujiah!