I have the greatest husband ever. Yesterday I woke up to breakfast in bed and then he spent the morning cleaning the apartment. He even pulled the stove out and cleaned behind it. It definitely needed to be done. We have lived in our apartment for 3 years and haven't done it and from the looks of it it hasn't been done long before we moved in. I went to do the grocery shopping and came back and Pete had cleaned my bathroom. It may not seem like alot, but we have separate bathrooms and they are each out own responsibility. I am a little lax about cleaning mine unless company is coming. My hair tends to overtake the sink and floor and it only bothers me in the morning when I am getting ready and I don't have time to clean then and by the time I come home I forget about it. Cleaning my bathroom is a huge sign of love.

The rest of the weekend was good. Saturday, I got up early and walked the dog before Pete got up and then I cooked breakfast. We then cleaned my car inside and out during which I found my ID card that I lost my first day of work. We then took the dog for a long walk through the woods and went shopping at Sam's. Saturday night was church and dinner. Sunday afternoon I had Eucharistic minister training. I feel that its time for me to do something for the church.

Work is at bit of a stand still right now. I am out of boxes and the trash can is full and I am having problems with access to Outlook to work on some projects, so I am doing busy work, which obviously consists of me updating my blog and reading blogs.

Its almost lunch and I am starving.