So I came home last night to a lovely surprise! First, a bit of background. Things were a little rocky over the weekend, which I won't go into here, suffice to say we had an argument. So things were still a little shaky yesterday.
I had, in the mean time, asked Him to buy a few vegies for dinner. Yesterday, as he is on night shift and had a few things to do through the day, asked if I could get them instead. I had the EFTPOS card anyway to replace the rent money.
Later in the day I get a message saying that I was to replace a little more of the money as Him had used some. No worries, says I.
I had planned to stop at the shop and get vegies after work, but as it was pouring during an excursion uptown, and I had no desire to make my hair look any more hideous than usual, I ducked into the supermarket to grab some.
Upon my return home I found Him had done a lovely little vegie shop of his own, and I was greeted to the smell of cooking steak, with plates full of salad arranged neatly and chips in the oven. Yes, I had dinner cooked for me again. What a lovely surprise (and lucky I didn't stop after work!). Dinner was lovely and horribly healthy.
Also, in the freezer, were containers of chopped vegies ready to be cooked, and extra salad in a container in the fridge. Jr Her likes salad for lunch so we both had fresh salad for lunch today, and tonight we have a container of chopped vegies to stir fry with beef.
I tell you, it was so nice to come home to cooked dinner. Very, very much appreciated!