Behind Every Organized Woman, There's a Man Who Remembers to Buy the Paper Towels

Regular SuburbanZen readers might get the impression that I am the mastermind behind our casual, comfortable and organized house. However, it's really JP who does all the heavy lifting. For any mother out there wondering how to keep it all together and looking good with three kids and a big dog in the house, I highly recommend being married to a man who:

Surprises you on a sunny friday afternoon by getting the outdoor furniture out and ready for the season so you can relax in the backyard all weekend with your family.

Makes you spinach eggs for breakfast at least twice a week.

Plants tomatoes and peppers in the backyard so you can have them in your salads all summer.

Gets the house all organized the night before the cleaning lady comes every other week. And does it before you come home from work so you don't have to pitch in.

Orders your favorite shampoo and lotion from Origins so it's delivered right before you run out.

Breaks down and disposes of all the boxes from the mail order deliveries that come to the house.

Deals with the cable, wireless and other mysterious conveniences in the house.

Takes the dog to the dog park every day to wear him out so he doesn't crash around the house knocking over your furniture and eating your throw pillows. (Although there was an incident last night with a pillow that left feathers two inches deep all over the floor of the office.)

Cleans up the feathers when the dog eats a pillow in the office.

Cleans up dog poop when you say you will, but can't get started because you're distracted by all the dry heaving you're doing.

JP, if you're reading this: thank you, I love you and I'm ready for my spinach eggs.

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