My husband had a multi-day business trip in another state and was able to get home a day and half early. I knew it was a possibility but it usually doesn't work out so I didn't expect him at all. He arrived home midday today while I was taking laundry UP and trash OUT. He looks at it all -"three pairs of ratty yoga pants, 3 T-shirts, "boy-shorts" panties and the "Border Collie Bra" (doesn't lift or separate but rounds them up and points them generally in the right direction VERY comfortably) and the "Scottish Birth Control" flannels. Trash was Doritos, Kraft Mac and Cheese, leftover pizza, two frozen bean burritos, diet Coke, and a pint box of cheap Chef Boyardeaux. Yup, my glamorous, gourmet life while he is on the road is busted as well as my attempted seduction of the UPS driver.