After years of hard work, my husband finally joined the ranks of the retired. As he settled into his new routine, he began to notice how I spent my days at home. Little did I know that his keen observations would lead to a moment of hilariously misplaced appreciation.

My newly retired husband observed me as I went through my daily routine.

I vacuumed, cleaned, ironed and sorted the laundry, and after making us both a cup of coffee,

I sat down.

Hubby looked at me thoughtfully.

Was he finally realizing he could help, I wondered?

My hopes were dashed when he said,

“Isn’t it wonderful how you always find ways to keep yourself so busy.”