CLEAN SHEET NIGHT

I’d been busy doing laundry most of the morning. When the load with my sheets came out of the dryer I threw them on my bed, planning on putting them on later.

Hours went by when I finally went back in my bedroom and was surprised to see that the bed had already been made.

“Alex!” I called to my son. “Did you make my bed?”

Alex came into the room. “It wasn’t me. It must have been Dad.”

I went to find Steven who was sitting at his desk going through the mail. “Did you make our bed?” I asked.

He looked up for a second from the letter he was reading. “Yeah. I was getting something out of the closet and I saw the sheets on the bed.” He shrugged his shoulders. “I figured I’d save you some time and put them on for you.” He placed the letter on top of a pile and picked up another piece of mail.

“Seriously?” I went over and hugged him around his neck. “That’s so sweet of you!” I gave him a kiss on the cheek.

He stopped what he was doing and smiled. “Hey, I’m glad I could help.”

“I can’t tell you how happy that made me when I walked in a saw that I had one less chore to do today.” I sat down on the edge of his desk. “I was just reading an article that said that there are five types of love language.”

Steven nodded his head. “Which are?”

I began listing them with my fingers, starting with my thumb. “Physical touch, acts of service, words of affirmation, gifts, and quality time.” I held up my pointer finger. “I’m pretty sure I just found out that ‘acts of service’ is one of my favorites!”

Steven laughed as he got up from his chair and gave me a hug. “So you’re saying me making the bed is better than if I bought you flowers?”

“Oh, I never said that!” I laughed as I stepped back and patted him on his chest. “I think all of them are my favorites!”

We could hear the buzzer go off on the dryer.

“Well, that’s my cue to put another load in the washing machine.” I turned to head for the laundry room but quickly turned back to give him a kiss on the cheek. “I’m serious. That was a really nice surprise. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” He sat back down at his desk.

I was headed for the laundry room when I heard him call out. “Do you want to get some take-out for dinner? So you don’t have to cook.”

I stopped in my tracks and turned around. “Really? I was going to make chicken but not having to cook would be awesome!”

“Consider it done. We’ll order from the diner.”

I couldn’t help but do a little ‘happy dance’ on the way to the laundry room. “No cooking and clean sheet night without having to make the bed!” I pumped my fists in the air. “Best day ever!”

I could hear Steven laughing. “You’re sure easy to please.” He called out.

“Chicken Parmesan that I don’t have to cook!” I called back. “Heck yeah! I’m easy to please!”