I might keep Mr Bob

When I got home yesterday (21 days solid in the lab for those keeping track at home), the house was clean, Spike was scrubbing the floor and Mr Bob was opening me a beer. It was nice.

Now Mr Bob is quite good with housework, (sually better than me), but yesterday he surpassed himself. Dinner was planned (Roast chicken stuffed with wild rice, brocalli with grated romano and baked potatoes) and not only that, dinner was shopped and planned for the next two days as well (Crockpot tonight and stirfry the next night). Not only that, but he did the laundry AND changed the sheets on the bed. He usually doesn't do that level of planning.

I think the absence of food in the house over the last while has got to him. (Usually I plan the meals/grocery etc, but I really haven't done anything lately except work-oh and make cookies in one evening of domesticity)

In other news, there is no news on the job front, but my project that I start in January is very cool (for NASA) and my teaching is nearly over so work is ticking along.

I'm kinda freaking out about the 2 1/2 weeks we are taking off at Christmas. I think that's too long, but I guess I'll get over that feeling once I start eating vast quantities of cheese.