This is too funny! As I was reading this thread, my husband called and he's on his way home! It's Tuesday afternoon. I've got to hustle downstairs and get dinner together because that makes him feel really special and loved. Seriously, this man ignores all my clutter as long as I have a decent meal on the table for him. Someone says food, his ears and eyes perk up. He loves to walk in and smell dinner cooking! On the days I'm out working or away in Nether Nether Land, I throw dinner in the crock pot and everyone is happy. They get fed and I get to eat leftovers of my choice! Win-win.