It's been a killer week at work, despite being at home. I have spent all day, everyday at the maintenance hangar in Mesa watching the mechanics complete the inspection on my baby. It is starting to look like something that can fly again! Friday night was late because we were trying to get everything done so we could just fly it home Saturday morning after a good airplane bath. Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. So I was on my drive home, bummed about airplane progress and worried what I was going to feed my hungry man when I got home.
I arrived to an empty house. Just a few minutes later, I heard John's keys unlock the front door. Though he wouldn't let me see, I could tell he had been grocery shopping. He made me go to my room (I felt like a kid again!) and wouldn't let me come out until the delicious smells were about to drive me crazy! He set the table, bought me fall flowers, and made me salad and chicken pasta. Can it get any better than that?!
For a man who claims he can barely make toast and macaroni and cheese, he done did real good! I slurped it up! It was nice to have a hectic day come to a close with a warm meal and dishes I didn't have to wash! He's a keeper!