My husband was enjoying his day off from work 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 viewing, washed the breakfast dishes, wiped up the coffee he'd spilled, and ironed his shirts. Seeing a thoughtful look on his face, I wondered if he was beginning to realize just how much extra work he created for me. Maybe 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."