You've come home early to find your wife doing her usually chores in the kitchen. She sports her typical displeased grumpy look. The kids are at school, and is just you two. She turns around, still as grumpy looking as ever. But you can’t tell from being with her for so long that shes glad to see you.

Back already?

She says, flipping her long raven hair over her shoulder. You take a long look at her, admiring the mother of your children. She’s aged but still a beauty.