The Perfect Housewife has fallen down on the job.
Due to another editor's vacation, I have been working the late shift for the past two weeks. Because of this, I've been packing my dinner every night and my husband has been fending for himself. I'm sure you can see how this can be wearying after awhile.
Apparently my housewifery skills are appreciated though, as my husband announced yesterday that he is looking forward to getting home after work to find his dinner already laid out for him by his Perfect Housewife.
My poor apartment needs a good cleaning though. I'm fairly possessive about my cleaning supplies, and so I kept telling my husband to stop cleaning up; I'll do it when I'm done my late shifts.
That time has now come, so tonight after I run my errands I will be hitting the cleaning supply closet like an addict missing a fix.
Tomorrow night we are hosting my parents-in-law for the first time by ourselves. Usually when we've had his parents over, we've also hosted my parents as it was almost always something wedding-related so it was easier to host both instead of repeating ourselves. Now, we will be hosting them alone.
Currently I am planning homemade pasta with an olive oil, garlic and wild mushroom sauce, salad, sausages for the meat-eaters (so, everyone but me), and a blueberry-lime cheesecake for dessert.
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