Last week my husband was on a mission trip with our church.  He didn’t get in until around two Saturday night/Sunday morning.  Aside from the obvious–him actually being here now–here’s a little list of things which let’s me know that he’s truly home.

1.) Empty wire hangers hanging from the doorway between our bedroom and bathroom.  I ABHOR wire hangers.  If it wasn’t for the dry cleaning, you’d never find them in my house.

2.) Dry cleaning bags shoved into my small bathroom trashcan, making it impossible to put so much as a Q-tip in there.

3.) ESPN is back on and at full blast.

4.) There is much wrestling and whooping with him and the kids.

5.) Routine “What’s for supper?” has started once more.

6.)  “Have you seen my__________?  What did you do with _________?” 

7.) More laundry.

8.) More noise.

9.) More stuff left lying about.

10.) More fun.