My husband was enjoying his day off and watched me scurry about the house.
I picked up his dirty clothes, put away his work shoes, cleared his popcorn bowl from the previous night's football game, washed the breakfast dishes, wiped up the coffee he'd spilled, and ironed his shirts.
Noticing a thoughtful look on his face, I wondered if he was beginning to realize how much extra work he created for me. Perhaps he would offer to help. "A penny for your thoughts," I said.
"I was thinking," he replied, "that one of the things I like best about you is how you always find ways to keep yourself busy."