I had to agree this evening with Alice. The Craftsman gave me an amazing kiss, said a cute teasing comment, and left. As he left, he spoke to the cats. It was odd. No spouse bashing, but it was really odd.
Later, I was putting away clothes and in his socks and underwear drawer I found several folded pairs of mine. I blinked. Why on EARTH were my worn panties in his drawer? I had a brief thought that maybe it was something kinky. Nope, I asked him and he hadn't a clue they were there. He only notices when his are all gone. In retrospect, he probably put his folded stuff away and mine were at the bottom of the stack and just got stuck in the drawer. On the other hand, I was glad to find them. I was wondering where they had gone.
Needless to say, it has been a curious evening. But, I cleaned up the dinner mess, folded and put away all the laundry, made a cake (it fell), and put away the dishes when the cycle finished. Amazing how much can get done in just a few hours.