When my husband pulled his usual trick of springing last-minute guests on me, I finally reached my limit! I acted like I’d follow his unreasonable demands, only to teach him a key lesson about teamwork in the end!
Saturday morning felt like a rare, calm moment I hadn’t expected. I was folding laundry on the sofa, sipping warm coffee from my favorite chipped mug, and thinking I might sneak in a nap. But my husband barged in, disrupting my peace with his own requests!
I, Sophie, 25, was enjoying a weekend free of alarms, emails, or urgent tasks, just pure quiet. I was excited for a relaxing day, wrapping up chores and resting later.
Then came Nathan.
He strolled into the room like he was headed to a fancy dinner, holding his phone in one hand and a piece of paper in the other. His face had that annoyingly casual grin, the kind that makes you wary after years of marriage.
And then he dropped the news!
